We're just about to put the chips on for dinner, when the phone goes. It's an excited PD. This friend of ours is trying to stay away from the Pub for a while, in an endeavour to lose some weight. As a result we haven't seen him since our last Monday of the month meal out. Anyhow he rings to let us know the good news. His daughter had just had a baby, a boy, to be called Adam George. Both are doing well, even though it was a breech birth so she'd had to have a caesarean.
As I told the Fox the good news, we both couldn't help smiling. And what a lovely name. Good solid names. He's Em's first born so Adam seems appropriate; George after his great grandfather who's still very much enjoying life despite his advancing years.
Later in the evening we open a bottle of rose Cremant de Loire. We toast the new arrival into this world & wish him a long & very happy life. We seem to have had a lot of bad news since our return from France, it's good to have something so positive to celebrate for a change.
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