It’s Ok! I’ve Got It All...Figured Out! (For S)

Being born into a family of 10 I’m at that age when I’m ...trying to...figure it... all out about not only where I came from but why & how? Why won’t anybody tell me anything! Being(even then) an avid watcher of old black & white movies (even colour films that I had see in the cinema were black and white on our telly and it could be sunny outside and raining in the TV but that’s another mystery) I read between the - - lines – - inferred - between-each-successive-frame- what was really going on. It took me a while to cop on but suddenly the penny dropped (why hadn’t I noticed it before) . The doctor arrives in the middle of the night in the middle of a storm dismounts his horse or Model T-Ford clutching a little black bag. The mummy is in bed with what looks like bad tummy ache (probably something she ate) . Rolling up his shirt sleeves the doc goes to work. The doc demands that he be got: “Hot water(lots of it) & towels at once! ” What a time to take a bath (must be really sweaty from riding so fast) . He disappears up stairs. A man with a job to do. The daddy appears & disappears walking back & forth...pacing back & forth & has suddenly taking up smoking cigarettes. He looks worried as if it is he who is going to have the baby. Suddenly as dawn dawns a cry is heard & heard again. Everyone is so happy especially the mummy. The doc departs clutching his little black bag. Suddenly all is revealed as I put 2 & 2 together ...come up with 5! How could I have been so stupid! The answer was(of course) staring me in the face All this time! The doctor smuggled in (the baby) in his little black bag.