Today was my nephews birthday.
It doesn't seem like 13 years since he was born. Time flies huh?
I still remember going to Simpsons maternity hospital to see the wee man on the day he was born. My sister looked knackered, my mum looked overjoyed, my dad looked proud and I wondered when we'd get to wet the babies head. Which isn't, as you may think, a slang phrase for when the baby gets Christened but is a traditional male excuse for getting pissed out your mind and smoking large, smelly and very expensive cigars.
Happy birthday Lawry.
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