"It appears to lend some credence to the absurd notion that "God" is an old patriarch with a beard, doesn't it, Lizzie? ;-)"

Too bloomin' right, LH! :0) Heck, God is going to be so sorry for all those mistakes when I get up there! I have a whole list of "Right, come on, I'm listening, WHERE did you get *that* idea from???" questions, and I'll have all the time in the world, and out of it, to nag him until I get the answers... :0)

"On the other hand, there's multiple orgasms. Women (some of them anyway) have it all over men when it comes to that,"

Quick, Nurse! The Screens! :0)


"...and don't think we don't envy you for it!"

Nope, I'm sorry, (lol) that simply doesn't make up for all that ridiculous 'birth' stuff. I mean we could *at least* have been fitted with zips! Yeesh!

Giving birth is like that old Bob Newhart record..."You do WHAT, Walt?" ;0)


I hear you Meg, but.....you can just as easily die young as old. I know the chances are obviously slimmer, but my Dad only had his Mum for 15 years, as she died quite young, and one of my friends on Dartmoor, in her early 30s died in a car crash when her youngest child was just 3 months old. Her other 3 daughters went from 7 to 11...and the 7 year old has cerebral palsy.

I'm a great believer in 'if it's meant to be, it's meant to be'..and my Dad was far older than all my friends dads (insert ' wherever you want 'cos I've not a clue where they fit in there) :0)   but I never thought of Dad as an 'age', only ever as Dad, and he had more time for me than my Mum, came from a different generation, as there was near on 20 years age gap between them. I was 33 when he died, but he got to cuddle his first grandchild for nearly 3 years and he poured love into her, knowing his time with her was short.

Strangely, I was the same age when I had my younger child, as Dad was when he had me.