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.
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‘.