Years gone By...
Years ago I and Mrs Moony, who was pregnant lived on a farm on Salisbury Plain in the South of England. No running water, no electricity, etc. One night, Mrs Moony begins to deliver the baby. The local doctor is there in attendance. "What d'ya want me to do, Doctor? I ask" "Hold the lantern, Moony. Here it comes!" the doctor delivers the child and holds it up for me to see.
"Moony, you're the proud father of a fine strapping boy." "Saints be praised I..." Before I can finish the Doctor interrupts, "Wait a minute. Hold the lantern, Moony." Soon the doctor delivers the next child. "You've a full set now, Moony. A beautiful baby daughter."
"Thanks be to..."
Again the Doctor cuts in, "Hold the lantern, Hold the lantern!" Soon the Doctor delivers a third child. The doctor
holds up the baby for my inspection.
"Doctor," asks I, "Do you think it's the light that's attracting them?"