What’s in a name?
Today when Tony was speaking with his mum Lois on the phone, she asked about the surname. What had we discussed? Would the baby have his or mine?
He called out to me curiously, as we’d not even talked about it and he had no ideas on what I thought.
Quick as a flash I grinned and quipped “Smith. We’d have to name it after it’s father, wouldn’t we?”
January 14th, 2005 at 10:19 am
That bloody milkman!
November 30th, 2005 at 6:57 am
Anyone up for a game of Rhythm Band?