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[brokenblossom]

I haven't posted properly here for ages, firstly because there was too much Stuff happening and it was overwhelming, then because too much Stuff had Happened and I was overwhelmed, and the thought of writing about it all when I'd only just had to get through it all, well, it all felt a bit much really. And then for the last week or so I just haven

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[brokenblossom]

Yep, sorted 'em out now, thanks. I saw that what I'd written looked even more like garbled nonsense than usual as soon as I'd posted it, but by that point was so dozy that I wouldn't have been able to pick out the error and rectify it even if I tried, so managed to rein in my "must correct! must correct!" impulses and just went to bed.

Dad says he's warmed to the name Ceri now, but he still calls me Poll more often than not. I'm not sure what it was about 'Ceri' that he wasn't keen on, or whether it was just that he preferred 'Polly', and was trying to hold out for that... He has form with this sort of thing, in any case. He was about 13 when my auntie was born, and deciding that her given name, Sarah, was 'wet', he persisted in referring to her as Sally until the whole family was doing so, and she's since changed her name to Sally by deed polly.

The thing I can't understand is that neither of my parents noticed that 'Ceri' was an anagram of my Dad's own name, Eric, till I was a few years old. It's glaringly obvious to me!

I dunno, don't parents fuck their kids up enough as it is without giving them name-related identity crises?! Can't they save all that bickering for the divorce?!

I like the name Mordechai in itself, but it definitely wouldn't have been an easy name to grow up with in late 20th century Britain, unless maybe you were at a private school of some sort (where there'd presumably be enough double-barrelled and ancestrally inspired naming for it not to be quite so strikingly unusual). I must admit to being really fond of the name Violet, mind, even though I can see why other people might not be. I just like it.

Glad I'm not alone in the Bernard mix up stakes, even if I did persist in the delusion for rather longer than you! I dunno, I guess that Bernard Manning didn't look too dissimilar to a standard picture book farmer (large of girth, self-satisfied), and that maybe that along with the other bits and bobs I speculated about in my reply to scarletslippers' comment above could explain it. Either that, or I'm just irredeemably dozy.

I've tagged you for this meme in my tag-correcting edit, by the way. Sorry petal :-)