Warning: contains spoilers
I watched the first episode of the new series of Peep Show today. As usual it was very funny: set in a hospital, Mark has been reluctantly roped in to being the ‘birth companion’ to his ex-fiance. Which, despite both of them wishing it was someone – anyone – else, is probably fair enough: he is after all the father.
Along the way Mark gets a call that his boiler has exploded & Jeremy – along for moral support / as he has nothing better to do – ‘gallantly’ takes care of it. Which of course always means just one thing: he calls Super-Hans.
Despite his best efforts at running away, Mark is actually present when the child, a boy, is born. And finds himself overwhelmed when holding his son for the first time – while at the same time being told that his boiler’s been fixed.
OK, I know this is a comedy. The 2 main characters are pathetic losers, bumbling their way through life & managing to pretty much mess up everything they touch through sheer stupidity.
But when Mark cut the umbilical cord then held his son for the first time, clearly moved, I couldn’t help but remember, so so vividly, 9 months ago when I first held Jake, skin-to-skin, in the delivery room. He must have felt comfortable with me: he stopped crying, then pissed on me. Mark’s words as, in a daze, he held his newborn son for the first time? “Minimal water damage…”.
I have to confess, I got a little emotional.
Sometimes profundity can be found in the strangest places…