She was in no condition for travelling.
There was hardly room to sit down in the back of that van, it was crammed full of beads and wall-hangings and carved wood and bits of jewelry and clothes and God-knows-what.
Well, to cut a long story short, I wouldn't let them go on.
I thought the least we could do was let them use Charlie's room for a few days while they sorted themselves out.
I wanted to phone the local hospital and put them on standby, but the girl wouldn't have it.
Said that she had to give birth on the earth, facing a certain direction, while some kind of incantations were read out.... all kinds of stuff like that.
But it was what she wanted, and this was her baby, so I did my best to go along with it.
I said they could use the field at the back, but we would have to put up some kind of shelter of course.
The boy said that was no problem, that he could make a teepee out of three pieces of wood and a couple of old sheets.