So, on a recent trip to see some of Tom's family in Edinburgh I discovered a way of helping me through the what can only be described as miseries of late pregnancy: Calvin and Hobbes. 

Having been a great fan for many a year imagine my happiness when  I discovered that Tom had a stash of C&H books stored in the family flat in Edinburgh. So we transported them back home and I have laughed my way, rather hugely and loudly to myself, through the last week. It has been a thoroughly enjoyable experience, making the aching hips, lack of sleep, kicks in my ribs from a potential world-class judo champion and generally feeling like a whale much more bearable!