I just watched Joe’s latest blog, which he pre-filmed for when the baby arrived. There’s an extra clip of him saying the baby is here now, and, in the middle of his announcement says “Sorry, I just farted”. I hadn’t heard anything, so why bother saying anything? Just so puerile!
Then he shows a dirty ( balled up, thank goodness) nappy as proof that the baby has arrived, which I thought was pretty unnecessary. I am sure there are several different ways he could have proved that his son has been born: a pic of Dianne holding the baby ( face hidden/blurred out) in the hospital bed or something like that.
I was reading earlier threads, that were before the pregnancy announcement saying how it would be terrible if the6 had a child together, he’ll probably dump Dianne soon and within a year of dumping her, he’ll be married and have a baby on the way, à la Jim Chapman ( who divorced from Tanya Burr and was in a relationship, got engaged then married and had a child before the ink had barely dried on the divorce papers).
He is such a mansplainer and seems to put down Dianne down a lot due to her lack of knowledge about the topic/event/scientific fact in question. She comes across as pretty thick, not knowing basic science/geography/grammar/spelling, to be fair, but there is a nice way of correcting or educating someone. Joe puts her down quite subtly as well, I think, but he does it a lot!
Dianne’s family remind me a lot of my brother in law’s relatives. They are mostly RAF/army people who joined up at 16, so none of them went to Uni, unlike my parents, siblings and me. They aren’t very good spellers and sometimes make grammatical errors (using I or myself when it should be me) and don’t read very much or watch the general knowledge quiz shows that my parents and I enjoy. They are great fun, very loving and warm though. I first met the parents just before my sister married their son, and I am normally quite shy/reserved/introverted when I don’t know people. The mum worked in childcare though so we swapped stories and became closer through that. They are some of my favourite people in the world now, and I love spending Christmas with them!
They are way braver than me ( fighting in active duty repeatedly), more disciplined ( my sister was with the RAF and the training was horrific) and so good at what they do that I have nothing but admiration and respect for them.
Dianne also has more dancing ability in her little finger than I have in my entire body ( including my two left feet, total lack of rhythm), so she was probably more invested in her dance classes than actual school work. Do we know how old she was when she left school? I’m not sure what the laws are in Australia for that.
it’s Diane’s fingernails and feet that always turn my stomach 
when are her parents arriving?
