We’re off to Hull tomorrow to get a pram.

Did I mention that I’m going to be a dad? Oh, it seems I didn’t. Well, Clare’s pregnant and our baby is due in April, so that’s why we’re off to Hull tomorrow to get a pram.

The reason why I didn’t mention this monumental, life-changing, most-important-thing-to-ever-happen-to-me-in-my-life event any sooner than this is because I wanted to tell people about it in person. By the time I finally got around to doing that, however, Clare had already started a pregnancy blog. She’s doing such a damn fine job of it that I felt somewhat ill-equipped to discuss our shared experiences on here. Instead, I decided to stick to the subjects I know best, namely, popular culture, low humour and saucy limericks.

The reason why we’re going to Hull to get a pram is because we bought it from someone on Ebay who lives in Hull. It’s a long way to go to get a pram, I guess, but it does give me the chance to revisit my old stomping ground. I spent three very-fondly remembered years at Hull University, so tomorrow will give me the opportunity to give Clare and Lily a guided tour of my past. No doubt I’ll still be writing blog posts about it six months from now.

Anyway, the pram is a black Quinny Buzz and it looks something like this:
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As Clare observed, it has “a certain Batmobile–ness about it…”

Being somewhat clueless when it comes to babies, prams and most practical matters, I was surprised to discover that the Quinny Buzz isn’t just an ordinary pram: it’s a pram that can change into a pushchair. That’s impressive – to me, at least. A pram that can change into a pushchair, a pushchair that can change into a pram. I didn’t know that sort of thing was possible.

I’ve already started calling it ‘Optimus Pram‘.