April reminds me of when David was born (8th). He was due on Dads birthday but I took my time giving birth! I remember Dad phoning the hospital every hour, on the hour from about 5pm onwards (to see if he had a grandchild yet!). To make up for being late I told Dad I had named the baby after him - "you called the poor sod REG!!" he said. I explained that I had called him David Andrew Dorling ... initials D.A.D. "Phew" Dad said pmsl Its Dads birthday on Thursday and I have a funeral to go to (for a much loved man who will be very missed). Will be a difficult day.