> my mother told me exactly the same story, Robin, sans fast car
Did you forgive your mother, Lawrence? Mibee if you did, I could persuade
the Demon Princess finally to forgive me. Or more to the point, if your
step-daughter didn't hold it against you ...
> It may well be that baby bouncing was a common sport in those days before
we
> became new elizabethans
There's a D.M.Black poem about dwarf-throwing that may be a reflex of this.
I mean, given the ways that David's poetry is deeply disturbing, not to say
disturbed, I wouldn't be surprised.
> it may be that an alien anthropologist would note that one way or another
> all human children are dropped on their heads
Comes with the territory ...
> We're all brain-damaged, man
I'm tempted to segue into the grisly details of my own birth (it was the
first forceps delivery the exceptionally junior doctor had ever performed,
and I suppose really I'm lucky to be alive rather than simply brain-damaged)
but enough is enough.
I'm glad to discover I'm not the only parent who accidentaly bounced their
Darling Child on the cold hard stone.
(Or strictly speaking with Catherine, tarmac.)
Robin
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