The question we came to dread: ‘Are you going for a second child?’

Why, when hearing my wife and I have one child, do people ask about our plans for a second? Do they ever consider how intrusive and insensitive that question can be, that we have had multiple miscarriages?

My wife was talking to a mate in the corridor at work a week or so ago.“Our boy loves Blue Planet, it’s so funny. You know, even the scary bits? He loved it. And he’s only four.”She is boasting, a tiny bit, but it’s true. He is an infant Cousteau. I dream of diving with him one day. And even if she is boasting, it is just casual office chat; the kind we all fill our days with.Then, a colleague from marketing walks past. Let’s call her Sarah. She overhears. Sidles up. Butts in.Drops the bomb, ...