I am going to go and weigh myself, have a poop and then weigh myself again.
I rather fancy that nothing will be learned from this at all, but I think that the baby is on its way, from Jim's general demeanour, which is a worry as it appears not to have engaged properly yet, so a poop will take my mind off it.
If you are not a scatologist, it may interest you to know that I fell off my bicycle (or at least, Gav's bicycle) at the BMX track last night and am unable to walk properly and have weeping sores. I did get a snakeboard though. When was the last time you realised that you aren't as young as you though you were?
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