Father! Father! Burning Bright
Alan Bennett, 9 December 1999
“... and a half pounds. 5.35. Both doing well. I’m ringing everybody. Bye, Grandma.’ Midgley half rose as the young man put the receiver back, but sat back as he consulted a bit of paper then picked it up again and dialled. ‘Hello Neil. Hi. You’re an uncle ... You’re an uncle. Today. Just now. 5.35. Well, guess.’ He waited. ‘No. Girl. No. I’m over ... ”