Delivering a book for publication is a lot like delivering a baby. And, as a man of a certain age, I would now all about that, right? Well, I’ll have you know, part of my medical training involved delivering 20 odd souls into the world. Okay, it was a few years ago, and, after some over enthusiastic use of the ventouse on my part, some of those poor souls did look very odd indeed. All one or two of them needed was a bell to tie to their wispy hair and they could have passed for Noddy any da...