Two May babies hang on for a Jubilee birth

NINE babies were born over the four-day Jubilee weekend, but not one of them was given a royal name to mark the occasion.

Danielle and Simon Nicolle with Jubilee baby Edward James, who was due on 24 May. The name choice had nothing to do with the Earl of Wessex. It is the new arrival's grandfather's name. (Picture by Tom Tardif, 1250875)
Danielle and Simon Nicolle with Jubilee baby Edward James, who was due on 24 May. The name choice had nothing to do with the Earl of Wessex. It is the new arrival's grandfather's name. (Picture by Tom Tardif, 1250875)

NINE babies were born over the four-day Jubilee weekend, but not one of them was given a royal name to mark the occasion.

Midwife Teresa Carr said Loveridge Ward had been relatively busy over the bank holiday, but there had been cake on offer and bunting put up to celebrate the Queen's Diamond Jubilee.

Edward James Nicolle was the first baby born on Jubilee weekend. He was delivered at 2.41am on Saturday morning and weighed in at six pounds and three ounces.

Parents Danielle and Simon Nicolle said they had been surprised he had been born over the Jubilee.

Comments for: "Two May babies hang on for a Jubilee birth"

Mainland Guern

I'm pretty sure there is currently a Prince called Edward as well as eight previous Kings!

Island Guern

What about the King James Bible?

vic gamble

...what about drunken Christians hanging around St Peter Port until three in the morning offering people flip flops to suck and lollipops to put on their feet.

Does it really ever get more patronising than that...over to you Paul Le P.

Ray

Whatever floats their boat

Perhaps they could make themselves really useful by doubling up as fly tipper informants

vic gamble

...Ray do you mean like a kind of gaggle of Judas Iscariots running amock in the alley-ways of Town?

Nice piece of lateral thinking there, Sir.

Ray

My cousin's brother-in-law is one of this patrolling group.Apparently one regular who they chat to is an Irish Catholic who is always on his own but always orders three pints at a time and quietly drinks them on his own at one end of the bar

He would repeat this three beer order several times each Saturday night and this went on for weeks.One night the barman asked him about his odd habit and he explained that he and his two brothers,one living in Jersey and the other in Alderney had made a pact that they would always order three beers at a time and quietly toast the other two brothers in order to keep the family bond alive

Then one Saturday he ordered two beers each time throughout the evening.Word got around and several customers passed on their condolences at the supposed demise of one of the brothers

Just before chuck out time the barman also offered his sympathies but the Irishman replied "Ah beggorah they're both fine but as a good Catholic I have decided to give up drinking myself for Lent"