So… I was about 16 weeks pregnant judging by the size of my bump. Not to my husband. It was perfectly round and firm and little and I think it was a girl and for some reason I had to have her by c section. Worst nightmare.
Then, my nan was sentenced to 13 weeks in prison for accidentally killing someone, and simultaneously my pop was sentenced to death for something or other, and he was going to be executed before my nan was released. She was imprisoned in their garden shed but we tidied and cleaned it for her, and he was kept in the middle room where his study was.
Seriously man. I don’t know and I’ll happily forget.