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The good news, though it did not come easily, is that my son and his wife gave birth to Shakespearean twins -- Julliette and Ophelia -- after a harrowing cesarean and rare genetic allergic reaction to anesthesia. After nearly four hours of unconsciousness and frantic scrambling to get things under control, the mom came back from some kind of oblivion and now all is well. The girls are swaddled tight in the NICU. Love survives wherever, however, whenever it can.

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Great news, Jim. Continued good health to all.

A warm welcome to the twins, best wishes to the new mother for a speedy return to full health and vitality, and a high five for the grandfather.

Wow, congratulations and awe after what sounds like a very bumpy experience. What beautiful names for the twins, too.

Sarah-Jane

Wow -- congrats indeed! Although it's a shame that your son and his wife didn't opt for Imogen and Innogen. That might have single-handedly settled a long-running textual crux...

Yes, congrats.


That's delightful, Sarah-Jane. It could just turn into a perfect pocket poem :-)

I'll PM re. the GPG and a couple of other things, after I've had my Fortisip (yum).

Always the bridesmaid!

(In other news, my first book is finished and I'm spending the summer taking a respite from poetry. Phew!)

That's fabulous!

(And who needs a stay at the Ace Hotel anyway?)

Jim, twins are an armful. Glad things are all good.

Walter, is your book as weirdly (I mean that as praise) lexicolic as I might expect? We crave a sample or figgy pudding.