It used to be the way things were that fathers would be kept out of the delivery room when babies were being born.
Maybe, listening to Noel Gallagher, that could have been a good thing:
“I was in my leather jacket, nodding ‘You’ll be all right — just get it out before Soccer AM finishes.’ I think the worst thing is that you don’t have any specific role. You just stand there and nod.”
For a moment, at least, he must know what it's like being a non-Gallagher member of Oasis. Couldn't he have found something to say that little Donovan might be touched by when he's old enough to... read... or something... nice... nice as pie. Mmm... pie...