Last Tuesday there was a small interruption to our regularly scheduled programming. The interruption weighs 2.86 kilo’s, sleeps a lot, eats a lot and is heaven on earth. We decided to name the interruption Noah and I now have a firm succession plan in place for all the cool stuff I’ve had made over the years and will continue to have made.
I’d not given it much thought before, but since he arrived I realised how nice it will be to have someone to pass things on to which have come to mean so much to me, mainly as a reflection of the craftspeople they represent. Shoes and suits will only fit him if we get lucky, but things like my Lorenzi cigar cutter, ties and accessories will have a good home in the years to come. That said, Mehri and I plan to have a few more babies, so if we have more boys then I suppose who gets what will come down to a respectful discussion of preferences between them, or some kind of fight in a bear pit with flaming torches and intense drumming. Either way, welcome little man, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen (along with your mother).