Found this incredibly funny, and usefull, gem in an old copy of Tatler magazine.

Me reading it was so perfectly timed because it seems that I’m an aunty, family and friends and with this rush of babies not letting up. I may never make the list of possible Godparents to nieces and newphew’s, but just in case someone who loves me has lost their mind and decides to ask – I will have to utilise one of the argument-proof resignation or decline excuses