Celia - Part 1

This is my niece Celia, held by her proud parents, Anne-Marie and Frank, shortly after her arrival in Mauritius. I say "arrival" because I have often thought that "les bébés sont des extra-terrestres égarés." To paraphrase Kalil Gibran, children choose their parents, rather than the opposite. Celia certainly has her share of gravitas, and appears to have chosen carefully.

I have decided that I will be Uncle Fun, in an ongoing though unfair tradition of relatives or godparents enjoying childrens' favours, without the responsibilities. I wonder what Kalil Gibran would have to say about that.

In any case, I am sure that sooner or hopefully later I will be called upon to indulge Celia's gravitas - I'll take her to les Bains Douches.

Tontonhood brings about new discoveries, such as the cut-throat world of commercial websites specialising in baby products. What other market can boast such a constant supply of new, irrational, neophyte customers, for whom money is no object?