OK, I’m nearly a year late with this but it took me 10 months to get my backside in gear and start this blog – I was busy with nappies and the like. But when you’re older and you can read, and Daddy and I give you the wifi password and let you go on t’internet, we thought you’d like to know a few things that went on in the world in 2013, the year you were born.
And no, I haven’t recalled all this from memory. I have used a very traditional and (no doubt by the time you’re reading this) old-fashioned method known as ‘Googling’.
Wales won the Six Nations, beating England 30-3 on 16 March. The win prompted your Dad to leap from the sofa so quickly, and so loudly, that it was the first time I felt you kick. And before anyone wonders – yes, I am English. Yes, I support Wales. For the sake of a happy house, I’m pretty confident Bear will too.
Andy Murray became the first British man to win Wimbledon since 1936 and Sebastian Vettel won the Formula 1 Championship. I’d tell you who won the football, but it seems to be on constantly so perhaps no-one’s won it yet? As you can probably tell, I don’t really ‘get’ football.
It was the year that King Richard III’s remains were discovered under a carpark in Leicester. Not necessarily how Shakespeare would have written it – I don’t think carparks were the Bard’s typical backdrop. Your Grandma and Great Grandparents were born in Leicester and a lot of our family still live there, so it was exciting to watch.
Yet more British MPs were caught fiddling their expenses. Turns out the people entrusted with running our country aren’t as squeaky clean as they’d have us believe. Shocker, eh? By the time you read this, filing dodgy expense claims will probably be a prerequisite.
The week you were born, number 1 in the charts was Burn, by Ellie Goulding. She became famous in 2010 because she sang a song on a John Lewis Christmas advert that made people (Mummy) cry.
TV & film
Sam Bailey won the 10th series of the X-Factor (or “complete rubbish”, as your Grandad calls it), and the Great British Bake-Off was staple weekly viewing (and was what we were watching the evening before I went into labour). Your Dad and I were on the 853rd viewing of the Gavin & Stacey boxset, while Iron Man, Despicable Me 2, Fast & Furious 6 and Monsters University were the highest grossing films of the year (we haven’t seen any of them – been too busy watching Gavin & Stacey).
The summer you were born averaged about a million degrees. Well, maybe not a million, but man alive it was hot. For a while there I wondered if it was just because I was so big and my feet so swollen that the heat was so exhausting, but turns out it was genuinely the warmest summer in 7 years.
Unfortunately (for us, not you) we therefore don’t have any photos of you as a tiny baby wearing one of those cute little hats, but we do have one of you in sunglasses. Not really.
A royal birth
Oh – and 2013 was the year that welcomed Prince George of Cambridge, our future King. You’ve probably heard of him! And when we left hospital with you, I looked very much like the Duchess of Cornwall (or Kate, as I like to call her), only with a lot less make-up, unwashed hair and a pair of maternity jogging bottoms. Other than that, identical. Ahem.
So there you go. Perhaps you’ll learn about this stuff in school, or perhaps you’ll take part in a production of Richard III set in a carpark in the Midlands – who knows. 2013 was a good year though.
Mummy & Daddy xx