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Post by Nick O. Teen on Nov 1, 2005 0:11:18 GMT
I was in a well-known Supermarket not so long a go when a modern mother (dont ask me to expand on this) screeched YOOOOOOOOOOFEEEEEEEEEEEEEMYA at her horrrid offspring who was just about to scoff the second handful of pick n' mix dolly mixtures from the display. It took me a moment to work it out, but believe the child's name was Euphemia. I bet the vicar winced. There was a Euphemia in my class at primary school - we all called her June.
The lady who ran the youth club was also called Euphemia but we called her Fay My Mam's best pal is Euphemia, or at least she was christened Euphemia, but everyone called her (& still calls her) Phoebe....pronounced "fee-bee". Work that one out!
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Post by Ava bike on May 21, 2020 16:12:45 GMT
Heard of a Justin Casey, and a Gladstone Bagg!! My parents (daft b***ers) gave me the forenames Kirstie Thomson - guess who I married - yep! Mr Thompson! It causes no end of hilarity!!!! (NOT!) But you didn't just get a husband, you gained a p.
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