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!