An unusually warm and sunny day here. Unfortunately I spent it inside working and waiting for people to return my phone calls. We've been here six weeks and we still don't have permanent internet access or our belongings from Canada. It's almost enough to put you off moving. Ok not really. The coolness factor of being here makes it all worth it.

Our first anniversary was last weekend. I'm still baffled and amazed at my good fortune. One year ago we were kicking around Kauai, now we're lounging in London. Saturday evening we went out to Rules for dinner. "The oldest restaurant in London." The fillet of bambi was quite nice, but the best was the sticky toffee dessert. Oh gawd was it good. The restaurant was in an area between Trafalger Square and Covent Garden, and the nightlife was just beginning as we took the tube back home, eyes and bellies heavy with sleep and good food.

Tuesday was our first of four ante-natal classes. This week we covered "how to know when it's time to go to the hospital." The class was fairly large and run by the Fortis Green (our local area) team of midwives. It seems midwives are the norm here, unlike Canada. Next week we have fun with breathing techniques. Here's something I didn't know before: if the umbilical cord falls outside of the mother's body (as it does for 1 in 3000 pregnancies,) she should immediately get on the ground on all fours and keep her rear high in the air until the ambulance arrives. They will put her on a stretcher and transport her to the hospital in that same position. Ok everybody, start practicing...