Based on the Panda's reputation of total apathy (sorry darling, I don't have a headache, I'm not tired, I do still fancy you, but j'ah know what? I just can't be arsed), I'm getting all excited about the most eagerly awaited birth since the royal baby.
... and yet, it may well end in tears. Not only there won't be one mini Tian-Tian, but it may not be twins, and actually it may be a phantom pregnancy.
Meanwhile we are being chastised by the Conservationists for only loving cute and fluffy ones, instead of focussing on the plight of the "photographically challenged" (OK, the goddam ugly) creatures like frogs and rhinos.
Isn't it all too stressful for words.