When discussing various things with my Ex about Steven a funny story turned up, that I just wanted to share.
Steven was born in Germany, whilst I was in the Army. Everyday when my ex and me went across to her parents house, we used to see this beautiful plant and everytime we passed, Gail used to say I would love that plant. Ther plant was no ordinary plant, it was in a plantpot about 4 foot in diamenter and about 5 foor in height.
Anyways Gail went into hospital to have Steven. My best friend and myself decided we would go out and wet the babies head. I can remember going round various pubs in the local town and loads of people buying us drinks and that was about it. I cant even remember getting home.
The next day when i awoke i stepped into the passage and give out a scream "Ricky where the hell did that come from". At the end of the passage stood this massive plant, what Gail had always admired. The puzzle was how did it get there, Ricky and me couldnt life it by how selfs, and considering I lived on a 3rd floor flat, we didnt have a clue.
The best was yet to come, when Gail returned home with steven, she nearly had another baby when she seen it at the bottom of the passage.
So the other night when we recalled this story, she looked at me and said "I don't want any big plants this time". But I cant resist to turn up pn Thursday for the funeral with a small plant in my hand, it seems appropriate he had one when he came into the world, so he can have one when he leaves
