Lullaby

I’d been on the stepper for just about 10 minutes when mummy came downstairs with her bundle looking like she’d been walking with it for 2 miles. Alman refused to settle down after his feed, it seemed, and was just fretting. My own mother used to tell me to hug them (babies) close in the early morning and at maghrib. Mummy flopped on the sofa like a big baby while I happily took Alman with my sweat and all. Two lullabys later (mine range from Sound of Music to the Beatles) Alman was fast asleep, contented to be laid down in his napper on the playpen placed in the centre of our living room.

Big baby had corned beef on toast, strawberries and cream, horlicks and orange juice when she woke up.