Deb's is preggers - up the duff - with child and not only that but will be...

A SINGLE MUM.

'Nothing wrong with that.' I said trying to reassure my trembling friend this morning.
'I can't be.' She wailed rather loudly down the phone.
'And you say you have err, absolutely no idea who the father is?'
'I think he's called Brian... or was it Billy?'
'Ok-ay.'
'See you're judging me already.'
'Not judging, just trying to help.'
'I can't believe this.'
'Do you know anything at all about him?'
'Erm... oh well he said he worked in Tesco.'
'In Tesco?'
'Yeah.'
'Which one?'
'Don't know.'

And this was the moment my best friend of ten years, wiped her tears, patted her still rather flat tummy and vowed to stalk every single Tesco store until she found the father of her un-born child.