I'm impotent. Or maybe omnipotent. Or omnipresent perhaps, I forget.
Some one of those anyway, but basically I'm in many places today. Here, and somewhere deep in the bowels of today's Irish Times health section.
Early last year they featured an article about our attempts to conceive, and today they ran a short catch-up piece for the sane people with jobs who don’t read here every day.
Complete with picture that makes me look like an anaemic wino with a glandular problem, and a title that will nauseate many, today's article can be found here.
For the lazy among us, the original feature was run last March and a follow up based on the reaction it generated ran a few days later.
As you were.
Far more entertaining are the guesses being placed here. Go on, give it a shot.