This is it folks, I am now a Grandad three times over.
On Monday 15th, at 4.45pm, my grandson, Cormac, was born, weighing in at a respectable 9lb 8oz.
He’s gone from this:
I would like to claim all the credit, but to be honest my stepdaughter, Layla, did most of the work. OK, all of it, if you’re going to be insistent about it. Can’t a grandfather claim a bit of reflected glory?
Both are healthy and doing well. We’ll be going up to visit at the weekend.
For those who are wondering what I'm doing being a Grandad at a mere 42 years of age, please refer to this post, and this one.