I carried a baby for my twin brother — and when he looked at her back he handed her to me and said, "I'm not taking her home."

Not from a conversation. Nobody learns it from a conversation.

She is going to learn it from whether her mother gets changed under a towel.

I have got about two and a half years to make it completely unremarkable, and I have used up a year and a half of my life being frightened of a swimming pool, and I am not spending the next thirty being the reason my daughter does the same.

That is the whole of what I took out of the twenty-ninth of May.

 

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