friedfrog, drunk people are really boring bastards when you're not one of them, anyway. They talk repetitive shite, smell funny and have wild mood swings, a bit like toddlers but without the cutesy charm and distractibility. Give me a good bar of chocolate any day until they cut the cord and them I'm away off down that pub .
crisps, OBEM is a load. You know that babies just drop out at a sneeze, when you want them to, without making a mess, don't you? 
Baby jars is now head down again and ready to go in 6 weeks! Shit! I now get to see my lovely MW every fortnight from now on, and the health visitor is coming next Monday to check for dust on the mantelpiece and torture equipment, or so I assume. The MW came today and asked to see where the baby will be sleeping, but I had to stall her for a minute to shove DH's old pants into the wash basket and hide the old hobnob packets .
Maisie, you've got ages for bump to do a bit of shuffling round, no? I'm guessing you're at about 29 weeks or so at the mo, but slap me with a kipper if I'm way out.
crips, hang on in there, dude. Not long until magic trimester 2, home of not vomiting and falling asleep in public.