Sometime today, GMT time, that horribly clever bloke – Northern [or Northern Planner/Groper to his friends/enemies] – will be a Dad again for the second time.
I’ve never met him [Northerner, not his new son/daughter, though I’ve never met them either] but having followed his musings and rants for a number of years, I know that apart from the fact he genuinely thinks he was once Northern England’s version of Casanova … he is a wonderful, kind, caring and generous man and the joy he gets from being a good Dad and husband can only be matched by the happiness his kids and wife get from him being their good Dad and husband.
So even though I am jumping the gun a little, please leave a little message of congratulations to him and more importantly, his wife – who, let’s face it, did all the hard work [including sleeping with Mr Slaphead] so that if his kids come across this blog one day in the future, they will not only know their old man was quite popular with people he’s never met who live in China … but he also had his faults, of which commenting on this blog was possibly one of his worst crimes.
Best wishes to all the Hovells family today.
[PS: The header for this post was just for you Northern!]