I think I know what a pregnant elephant feels like. And not just down to the vast quantities of Green & Blacks that has been getting me through the past few days. After 22 months of gestation (or incubation, I’m not exactly sure of the difference) I’m about to give birth to my own baby and it promises to be just as agonising.
Perhaps it’s all part of the whole ‘pleasure/pain’ principle. The pain I seem to be constantly enduring (violins please......) and the pleasure I assume is… Continue