A wise matron’s advice and guidance on how to survive the five day season of Saturnalia with domestic joy and harmony…
The Big Question
At sometime during the ‘festivities’ at least one of his appalling female relatives will drag you into a corner and ask, with very little attempt at subtlety, when his family can expect to hear the pitter patter of tiny feet.
The world at this point is your lobster. You can delicately suggest the he is incapable. Or allude to a depressed sperm count. Or explain that he doesn’t want children yet. Or look offended and stalk away. Or….
There is only one thing You Must Not Say. Don’t admit to being pregnant-even if you are – they will follow you around all day/week/month mouthing old wives tales and monitoring your alcohol intake. You will become homicidal and Saturnalia is such a bad time to be killing relatives – no matter how much they deserve it.