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Mark Moxon's Travel Writing

Australia: The Baby Ward

There are lots of defining moments in life. Your first proper drinking session; losing your virginity; realising that some of the music your parents liked isn't all that bad; growing your hair before realising that it doesn't suit you, then cutting it off, before growing it again; realising that the only thing love and logic have in common are the first two letters; learning to drive, and then learning to crash; leaving home and getting to grips with laundry, banks and two-minute noodles; sitting in a field in Glastonbury, finding reality a problem; being a best man... and that's just a start. But one of the weirdest is one of the most innocuous: the other day I visited a baby factory, and it blew my mind.