The secret of comedy is...

Timing. One week you go into work and announce to your colleagues that you are expecting your first child. The following week you go into work and your employer announces that there are to be redundancies that equate to about 1 in 5 of the workforce. Hmmmm.... As the John Lennon song says, "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans".

We are trying not to fret about it. There's no point Hayley (and "bump") getting full of stress hormones over something that might not happen. It's not like I haven't been here before. I've survived three previous rounds of redundancies in the last 15 years, most recently in 2000. Although I'm not complacent either. Not at all. But worrying about it right now is just shadow boxing. Anyway, the workplace at the moment is filled with a sort of gallows humour that is typical in this situation. Apprently March 9th is the day they are likely to announce who gets "hanged". Check back to see who's laughing then!

But the real comedy around here right now is Hayley's spectacularly long belches. She sounds like something from "The Amazon by Night" or "Sounds of the Serengeti". They are so long and loud that I have been trying to catch one on video. (Shame on me, I know.) But once the camera is on she can't "perform". One of these evenings I'll hit lucky and then the full resonant glory of her post-meal expulsions can be revealed to a lucky worldwide audience.