Yeah baby. How soon is now?

“”When you say it’s gonna happen now
Well, when exactly do you mean ?
 See I’ve already waited too long””

I like the Smiths , so much so Ive bought my unborn child  this..http://www.rockabyebabymusic.com/uk/the-smiths.html

Mrs Blogger thinks I’m absolutely mental but Im not having any of it!

Rockabye Baby transforms rock favorites into beautiful instrumental lullabies. Guitars and drums are traded for xylophones and bells, and the volume is turned down from an eleven to a two. Tonight, the cradle will rock.

Is there a light that never goes out in your nursery? Are your tender young hooligan’s cries creating a panic? Try these charming renditions of The Smiths greatest hits. Rockabye Baby knows you’re miserable now, but we can help you get what you want: a good night’s sleep. Lord knows, it would be the first time.

So whats all this got to do with betting? Very tenuous I know but with junior arriving any day now the amount of utter bollocks I’m hearing about the sex of the baby is getting out of control (we decided not to find out as surprisingly enough a bit of randomness is nice from time to time!) . Basically all you need to do is make up some far fetched theory and you have a 50% chance of it being correct.

Heres one I prepared earlier  ” I reckon your having a boy-  they say if you wake up with your old chap hanging out the left of your boxers its a sure sign”.

There you go – it will catch on.

Meanwhile in other news bookies are generously offering 1.91 on Junior being a boy or a girl with a money back special if its neither.

Meanwhile in betting news the weekends golf was an absolute car crash as going into Sunday I had 4 players in the top seven all very much in contention. Two of them would have landed me four figure payouts. Roll forward to Sunday evening and none had even managed to place. To make things worse I had backed Scott Jamieson to be first round leader at odds of 125/1 only to see him narrowly miss out on the top 5 on the first day and then shoot a 60 on the Saturday! Them’s the breaks I suppose!