This is a little known fact but, although born in Yorkshire, all of Jamie's vital organs actually come from Northern Ireland.
The doctors have also said that, when he does learn to speak, he will do so in a thick Ulster brogue.
For these reasons it is obviously crucial that he has an early opportunity to be educated in the history, culture and traditions of the fair Province.
And what better time to start than today, the Twelfth of July.
As you're probably aware - and you clearly will be if you come from there - on this day every year (unless it's a Sunday) tens of thousands of Orangemen take to the streets to celebrate the glorious victory of King William III (wahey!) over that nasty King James II (boo!)
These parades received a very bad press during the dark days of the Troubles for which fault could be attributed to many different quarters.
However, with permanent peace in the Province now hopefully secured, the organisers have recently gone on a real drive to turn the day into a colourful spectacle for tourists from across the world, thus benefiting the local economy to the tune of The Sash...er...no, sorry, to the tune of several million pounds.
Judging by the crowds in Belfast this morning, it appears this new approach is working.
Jamie certainly enjoyed the BBC Northern Ireland coverage and is hoping to be allowed to stay up late tonight to see if he can spot Granda' White marching through Coleraine in the "highlights" programme.
Needless to say Mummy's not at all convinced by any of this.
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