Where did I put that book of names?

William's arrival in June last year was, of course, a very special surprise. After a long, long time of hoping, we had accepted that there would be no children and had turned, happily enough, to dogs and gardening and cooking and the extended family, not in that order. But then we were blessed with William and, given our ages, imagined that he was to be the only one - a special gift to parents who were already way past a certain age. (Well, speaking for myself, anyway.)

So, some time ago, it was an even greater surprise to find that William is to become a brother to a sibling who will arrive in November.

Nothing for ten years and then two in seventeen months. And just when we've given away most of his baby clothes! And the bassinet!

And I really don't know what we've done with that book of names. We've moved house in between. It could be anywhere.