At first I tried to ignore it but now it’s just getting weird. And if this sounds like a bad case of main character syndrome, please take me at my word when I tell you: everyone I sit next to in the office gets pregnant, has a baby and jets off on maternity leave.
I don’t wish to sound flippant but if the rest of the country had a birth rate akin to the Standard over the last few months, London’s schools would be thriving rather than shutting and the Office for National Statistics would not be forecasting a decline in the UK’s natural population.
