Susan: My Auntie Polly was the heaviest baby born in Shropshire for several

years–13 lbs. It made all the newspapers. I hope you won’t take it amiss

if I say that all this philoprogenitive talk is a wonderfully refreshing

relief from the dismal stuff about abortion and sodomy that takes up so much

of our time. I would have a dozen kids if I could. (My Mum was one of 13.)

Whatever they lacked in material things, they’d have plenty of love. Rosie,

however, seem to think she has done her duty to the ancestors. The Modern

Woman–pah!