In no uncertain terms, hospital nurses told Doug Hotchkiss he would end up ‘wheeled out the back door in a box’ or ‘pushed out the front door in a wheelchair’.
When you imagine a tarot reader, what do you see? Perhaps an old woman at a fairground, cloaked in black, with a veil over her face and laying out cards with terrifying images on them?
In the wee small hours, when the baby starts screaming, exhausted parents all over the world thank their lucky stars that Ewan the Dream Sheep was invented.
