Eggs

Isn’t it amazing that baby girls are already born with all their eggs? I find this fascinating, each little egg containing half the blueprint for a little person. Each month since having a baby I wonder what that little expired egg would have become if fertilised. I also look at my kids and think to myself that they were, in a way, actually there throughout my whole life. Part of them came to Oasis first gig, went to Australia, dug for ancient humans in Nice and walked around the race track in Monaco. Part of them attended our wedding and our first proper date. Part of Fifi was there when Toddler Boy was born.Strange isn’t it? When you think about it…