My mom calls me up last night- in the middle of my bath and says:
"I was just thinking about baby. It would be good if he came tonight, except we're ti red, but tomarrow is good and Monday, but Tuesday night I have rotery, that wouldn't be good. Wensday would be fine. You're not planning to go longer then Wensday are you?"
Somehow I just don't think Squiggly is quite as accomadating as Ian was.