20 weeks out and counting.
Ladies, gentlemen, plain people of the internets, it pleases us more than we can say to present our daughter, Taran Jack Manley.
If her name is anything to go by, she’ll be a tricksy goat come roaring down from the rocky fields of Heaven (somewhere leeward of the Isle of Man, it seems) with a white rose in her teeth and mischief in her eyes; she may, in fact, be here to save us all.
—Though not quite yet. (She is, as it were, in beta.)
