I recall going into labour, phoning for a taxi, and the Universe sent your Dad that day.

On enquiring where to

Hospital

Ah Linda what's wrong

Im in labour Frank . .

Oh Franks colourful excalmation here as the foot went down lol.

I recall saying that the birth wasnt that imminent well hopefully.

He was as always caring jovial and Frank.

I've always told that story to my girl, how Frank drove me to the hospital with my first baby.