DIARY: Stories we could tell ... Foster-Kenny becomes The Daddy

Now, as much as Diary is tempted to take the tabloid route thanks to the picture on the left, we must set the record straight. Kenny didn't actually deliver the bundle of joy even though he looks every inch the expectant father from the picture taken during his days at sea, sailing back to the UK after manning a yacht around the Mediterranean a year-and-a-half ago.

Wife Caroline Foster, ex-CIA Hong Kong head and now with the agency in London, was the prime mover and shaker behind little Scarlet's arrival in April.

Still, we hear that Foster-Kenny - the name he gamely adopted after the nuptials - found himself empathising with Caroline, by lovingly producing a pre-pregnancy paunch in anticipation of his wife's own bump. Like a true expectant mother, Foster-Kenny - now the London-based regional director for Business Week Europe - even found it tough staying the course for late-night drinks, as Diary spies tell it.

"He just didn't have the energy," one Diary spy revealed. So much so, that he was seen doing a brazen disappearing act before 9pm during the magazine's last Christmas party.

Like every post-natal mum, Foster-Kenny is now on a regimen to shed the extra pounds. Diary is glad to report that fatherhood hasn't completely changed the man, although we suspect hormones appear to be enhancing his natural absentmindedness. Scatty as only a new parent can be, he was spotted cycling to the office on a dress-down Friday only to discover that he had forgotten to get suited-up for a client meeting.

Unfazed, Foster-Kenny rustled up a suit and convinced Business Week MD Paul Maraviglia to lend him his shoes - even if they were two sizes too big.

Nice to see that 'hitting the bottle' has a whole new meaning for Kenny-Foster these days.