far be-it from me to foist off a crying baby on you alistair. it would impinge on anything that we might have in terms of understanding between us.
I know that you'd do no such thing, of course! Apart from any other considerations, it would entail your bringing one from wherever you are in Penn to Bath, UK and, recalling as I do the hoops through which you seemed to be putting yourself a few months back about trying to get to London on your own, I had assumed the likelihood of your successfully bringing a baby to The Sorabji Archive to be a good deal slimmer than the baby itself. Anyway, you were referring not specifically to "babies" but to "children" - and even a childless person like I am knows that children do not remain babies for very long...
just the same as you saying i am like an suv crashing into my hsuband to produce progeny. i mean - that was just a joke, right?! (i did laugh about it).
I did not write that you personally were like an SUV at all; what I did write was in response to your remarks about gravity-defying rides at disneyland and most children being accidents - and yes, it was, of course, a joke.
the fact of the matter is - compositions are babies all the same. the birth is an important date. you complain it didn't come sooner. people congratulate you. someone might even send a cigar (although i wouldn't know). balloons are tied on the mailbox (well, maybe not that far). and then, a couple of days later - everyone forgets about it excepting the proud parent/s.
Well, I cannot, of course, speak from experience of the complaint, congratulations, cigars or balloons on mailboxes that you write of as being attendant upon the birth of a Pennsylvanian child but, as far as your comments about compositions being babies are concerned, when a Canadian colleague once asked me how many children I had, I replied "34", because that was the latest opus number that I had allotted to a piece at that time; whether he understood what I meant or whether he went away with the impression that I was too appallingly promiscuous to be allowed anywhere near Canada I have no idea...
Best,
Alistair