Mine was 5,35pm, her dad said I can make football training now 

Hospital birth food. Brilliant Soozy 

I have a theory that they come sort of against your body clock. I am a late night owl (I suppose a lot of the work was done at night) but they were actually born morningish when I'm not at my best.

NO!

'Can I eat one ?'

I didn't find it funny at the time 

im not having a good time tonight

cryee weepy sobby wimpy twatty me

im gonna put scooby do on to make me laugh

 I hope Scooby puts a smile on your face, Pirate.

I've just seen the Kevin Bacon EE advert where he gets a spray tan....  

I'm not sure what was going on with those trousers     or more importantly the contents of them.. 

 I like that.  A LOT

Just in time for the lunchtime chippy run 

Any news on the baby, Cinds?

pirate it's to be expected.  I remember when we lost a close family member the vicar saying to us "you never get over it, but in time you learn to live with it", and I think he was so right.  One day you'll think of your Mum and there won't be pain, but you will smile at the memories.

    My mate lost her Mum recently and someone posted on her FB   "it's not forgetting that heals, it's remembering"   I thought that was lovely, and so true.

She's still at home.  Extremely fed up now.  Baby is facing back to back to in the wrong position so they have given her exercises to do, which I assume is to get him to turn the right way.  

She's just told me not to expect any more grandchildren off her. 

 Don't worry about that. I remember saying "Never again!", after the first one and went on to have another two.

Kaffy that's lovely.  As you might remember Mr C lost both of his parents within 10 months, and the hardest part was seeing him have that awful moment when you think 'I must call in to see...?" and then that awful realisation that they're gone.  But I suppose that's all part of the awful process. 

I think it is Cinds - I worked away during the week at the time I lost my Mum and it was ages before I got used to getting off the train on a Friday and not having to remind myself I was going straight home and not to visit Mum as I used to when I got back - and even longer before I stopped thinking 'i must remember to tell Mum about ... etc etc'  I still sometimes 'forget' momentarily and it's been almost nine years now.    The realisation isn't the same punch in the gut it used to be though.

Aw naw.... she must be so p'd off!  

I saw my first ever boyfriend today.  He was crossing the road in front of our car and my partner told the kids 'that was mammys first ever boyfriend' to which the youngest replied 'he much better looking than Dad, you should have kept him'  

HA, I can top that for the thoughtlessness of some men.  My childs father wasn't there when he was born.  Accused me of lying when I rang him to tell him I was having the baby 3 months early.  Then after I had him I rang to say he was born, when I asked if he was going to come and see him, his reply was "What's the point if IT's going to die anyway".  Nice.

 I'm speechless, Cinds.

Jeezo Cinds... you're both well rid of that idiot.

I think you need to further explain that last paragraph Ms. Bo 

*joins awaiting baby news queue*

For the record:

1st son @ 16:34 Cup Final day.  Kept the men occupied.

2nd son @ 6:50 Cup Final day.  Conveniently early before kick-off

Daughter @ 15:23 on a Friday.  Pubs open, carnage by closing time.

 Nice 

and people ask why we didn't have more 

  Ooh dear!

Cinds, what charm school was that bloke dragged through?

One of life's eternal mysteries eh, Aimee?

I'm not a motherly type but kids seem to love me  and lil Aims hasn't turned out to bad, I'm waiting for grandchildren but I think I'll have a long wait 

As you all know we have fish and chip shops.

My oldest son and my daughter were born on a Monday day we were/are closed - very thoughtful and .......'fair of face'all very true.

My younger son (middle child) was born on a Friday lunchtime - traditionally our busiest opening - always caused mayhem growing up (in a fun way mind) - also 'loving and giving' again very true

Believe it or not, he attended the American International School of Berlin.  His father was the Somalian Ambassador in the UK (well when Somalia still had a recognised Government).  He (the grandfather) was disgusted and embarrassed by his son.  A very nice man who made a lot of my son until he sadly died. 

I was a Monday child too.  *swaggers around with 'fair of face'*

I was Monday  too Cinds - we are a very 'fair' family too.

Mr Woo was Saturday - works hard for a living - very, very true.

Soozy it's one of those things you just think about.  One of my sisters was a Wednesday Child.  Full of woe is me .  I didn't say that.

Anyway, it's my bed time. Knackered from all the upheaval in the house and with toes ripped to shreds because there is no carpet on the stairs at the moment and I keep treading on the flippin carpet grippers.