I've not blogged much in October, and I've drank even less. In fact until this evening I've had no alcohol at all let alone any decent beer. The reason for that is explained by the fact that tonight I am wetting the baby's head.
It appears that this slang phrase is more commonly known in the UK than elsewhere, and put simply it means having an alcoholic drink to celebrate the birth of a child. It, and other less polite phrases beginning with "W" can be found here.
My second child was due on October 4th, and the potential dash to the hospital made me keep off the booze for a few days previous. A precious second daughter eventually arrived after a dramatic labour and birth on Friday night at 21:46. She has come home today and now seems appropriate to crack open a bottle of something decent.
I've chosen my favourite beer, thus far, Rochefort 10. This fantastically rich and powerful trappist beer is wholly appropriate to celebrate any wonderful occasion.
Hopefully I will get a spare hour or so a day to continue blogging over the next few weeks, but if I am being a bit sporadic please bear with me.