I have included this charity of 'Smile Train' today as when I have an extra £150 I do give them it for an operation.
I do this because Jack was born with a cleft lip and palate. It seemed most unfair at the time as because I admit to a general louche lifestyle at the moment when I was carrying Jack I was downing V8 vegetable juices and remember that because I was working as a legal secretary at the time I went out and bought a special screen so that my unborn child was not exposed to harmful radiation from the screen. But such is the lottery of life. That's why I do what I want now, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone else. Carpe Diem.
Jack was born with a worse cleft than the one in the screen. Two hours after he was born (one of the ugliest babies I have ever seen in my life) the consultant orthodontist from Hull Royal Infirmary Mr Coope was there (at 8 am on a Sunday) with a picture of his sister in her graduation gown. She also had had a cleft lip and palate and was the reason he went into orthodontics.
Jack has had quite a lot of operations and years of speech therapy and the above picture shows what he looks like now. We were very lucky in that we lived near a centre of excellence (Hull Royal Infirmary) and had his operations done by Mr Hart who climbs the Himayalas in his spare time to raise money for kids who aren't so lucky as Jack, in the third world.
The best thing that ever happened to Jack was meeting his little mate Alex who is a little bruiser of a kid who stood up for Jack during his early years and helped him and gave him the confidence and humour to fight back, and helped to turn him into the kid you see in the picture, a bit of a lady killer in the making, though I say so myself.