Had an accidental home birth with dd2:
Pottered with TENS for a couple of hours, dh got neighbour (thorough dyed in the wool tree hugging lentil weaver - thankfully) to come and watch dd1, by which time I was ready to push.
Phoned 999, leaned against the hoover in the dining room while wonderful neighbour spoke soothingly and dh flapped like a maestro, and dd1 asked to play jigsaws while peering round the business end saying "Ewww, bleughy mummy".
Amidst some worry, but mainly disbelieving giggles, dd2 entered the world, neighbour wiped bits of me off her with her bare hands and dh made me a tuna sandwich while we waited for the midwife.
1 hour later, dd2 fed and asleep, me showered and dressed, dd1 reading stories on my lap, and dh off down to the river "to get his head round all this"
Very positive, wonderful, hilarious, manic experience. Enjoy yours if you've had a bad one previously, my first was dire, but the second was amazing, I'd do it again now if I could, just to hear dh's pained falsetto on hearing he had to deliver the baby himself!