I mentioned new babies yesterday. Today, because of a little coincidence with a name I remembered something. After my third child was born (not much fun because the anaesthetists were on strike) my obstetrician kissed me with quite astonishing fervour. I was quite startled even though I was still under the influence of some powerful narcotic. Funnily enough I really wasn't in the mood for that sort of thing.
'There are worse occupations in this world than feeling a woman's pulse.' (Sterne)
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