… and that’s when the baby carriage was trampled by the horses, darling, with Elias inside. They didn’t teach childcare at Eton. No – well, the chaps and I were right bored, and dare I say this is why I don’t enjoy when you go off for things like campaigning for the vote. Especially in your current condition, which to point out, you’re acting like we don’t have another on the way. Oh, goodness – you’re bleeding. You’re bleeding. Stand up darling, please, not on the fainting couch. It’s velvet. That sort of thing is hard to replace.