When I sat down to write this column yesterday, I was intending to talk about the Royal Christening, and what need there was for a baby to have seven godparents.
I had suspected that, just like everything else Kate and William do, it would set a precedent and that we would soon be reading about babies, many of whom would have the name George or Georgina planted in there somewhere, would soon have a dozen named godparents.
I was also annoyed by the need for such secrecy – why wait until yesterday morning to reveal who the godparents of Prince George would be, especially as most of us didn’t recognise five out of the seven names?
I was then, as a proud granny of a tiny tot, going to agrue that, no matter what your bloodline, I could only hope that every single baby born would have at least a dozen people willing to care for them, or at least help guide them on their journey through life.
However, later on yesterday morning, our community received far more important news, something that affects us and our friends and family who will either be affected directly or indirectly by the closure of the petrochemical plant at Ineos.
No matter who I spoke to or whose comments I read on the news, everyone was in shock.
I saw the shock on the faces of the workers leaving that fateful meeting and thought about their heavy hearts as they made their way to tell their families.
That’s 800 families, and thousands of people, young and old.
It’s present and future livelihoods and an intregal part of our industrial town.
As Prince George was christened at his baptismal font on Wednesday afternoon, the people of Falkirk were still trying to absorb the Ineos news.
I now only hope the wider community, the politicians, the Scottish and UK governments can, in their own way, take some kind of guardianship of this dreadful situation and work together to do what they can for the benefit of real people.