ABSTRACT
Not that a child will make all that much difference to a man’s life. Or so thought some. ‘Can’t give up cricket on Saturday afternoon,’ whispered Martin with great firmness. ‘Well, could you?’ Or maybe there would have to be minor readjustments to accommodate the newcomer. ‘I’m keeping an eye open for pubs with gardens, so we’ll know where to take it,’ pondered Derek. If Maureen could work out the milk-flow problem, he’d handle the beer run. And for Saul, who amongst many other matters ‘only plays squash twice a week or so’ since ‘I’m a home type’, then ‘it won’t make all that much difference, if any. We can take the baby to squash in the car, and Liz can park it in the bar. Hey! that rhymes. No, it’ll be all right, all that. No trouble.’
