The Royal Boychick

The SJG, aka William and Kate's spiritual and cultural guide to all things Jewish,  can now reveal that I received one of the first phone calls announcing the birth of the royal baby.  The conversation went something like this:  "Hello, SJG, it's Prince Wills.  How's ba you?" "Good, good.  And you?"  "Fantastic!  Kate just popped out an eight pound boychick."  "Mazel tov, I'm kvelling on your behalf."  "I am, as well.  In between sips of tea!" "So, when's the briss?"  "Soon."  "Am I invited?" "Most likely." "I'm sensing a problem."  "You're very perceptive."  "Tell me something I don't know.  Spill it, Wills.  What's wrong?  I'll keep it hush hush."  "We still haven't announced that we converted."