It is bedtime. Youngest has just had his milk and he’s lying snuggled up with Monkey while I stroke his fluffy little head. At times like this we sometimes chat, mother and child together. And that is what we did this evening, when he asked me about the circumstances of his birth.
HIM Where was I born?
ME You were born in a car park in Cheltenham.
HIM But we now live on Earth?
ME Yes, but … Cheltenham is a place on Earth.
HIM Cheltenham is a place on Earth?
ME Yes, Cheltenham is a place on Earth
ME And actually that sounds really funny, because there’s a song called “Heaven is a Place on Earth” by a lady called Belinda Carlisle.
ME And in fact, it’s even more funny than that, because Mummy was actually born in Carlisle. So if there’s a song called “Cheltenham is a Place on Earth” – which, okay, there isn’t – there should also be a song called “Carlisle is a Place on Earth”.
ME And if there is such a song, it ought to be performed by eighties pop group Heaven 17.
[Even longer pause]
HIM Mummy, can I go to sleep now?
ME Um, alright.
And so I switched off the light and kissed his little button nose, all the while musing on the fact that “Carlisle is a Place on Earth” performed by Heaven 17 just would be brilliant. Anyone know if they’re still together?