I thought that the above photo may be of interest, given that it is the results of a race in France and thus illustrates some male names used in France. The names that stood out to me were the two Geoffroys, the Romaric and the Bart.

Elsewhere, I discovered last week that there’s a road in England somewhere called Lewsey Road.

It’s like Lucy, but not quite.

Also, the first test match of the Ashes was held in my back garden last week, also know as Trent Bridge Cricket Ground, and the link to names is that the ground is also home to Nottinghamshire County Cricket Team, who have a player called James Taylor.

It’s something I wanted to mention because I also have a cousin by the name of James Taylor, and a close friend who also answers to the name.

Small world, really. And also a reminder that not every set of parents want their child to have a completely unique name.

Finally, my goddaughter recently attended the 4th birthday party of twin girls named Edie and Eloise. Cute, huh?

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Introducing Lou


If you all might remember, I moved from the Midlands to the south of England last year and with every big move, I found myself having to introduce myself to a mass of new people.

I’d thought it would be of vague interest for you all if I share with a few insights I’ve had from the constant introductions which followed my big move.

For those new here (ayup!), now would be a good time to mention that whilst Lucy is my so-called ‘real’ name, I’ve gone by Lou for awhile now purely because back then I thought I was way too clumsy and much too into playing football to pull off a girly name like Lucy, so opted for the more androgynous Lou.

Curiously, whilst my obsession with football remains, I’ve definitely shifted towards a much more girly attitude in recent months, namely, insisting on wearing dresses despite the frozen conditions.

1. What Is Lou Short For?

Quite a cause for debate, since I introduced myself as Lou and neglected to mention what Lou was actually short for. This is intriguing in the fact that they automatically assumed Lou to be a nickname, plus it was fascinating to learn that the frontrunner they’d come up with amongst themselves for my ‘real’ name was Louise/Louisa. What’s more interesting for me is that Lucy apparently wasn’t even considered, despite the wild popularity of the name for the past two decades (constant Top 100 presence in England&Wales).

The mystery was eventually solved when I unwittingly wore an old exchange trip hoodie with the name Lucy emblazoned down the arm.

2. Why Do I Call Both Myself And The WC, Lou/Loo?

This one I’d never really picked up on myself doing until much recently, when a friend pointed it out to me. It certainly flies in the face of the classic ‘pick a name without negative connotations’ naming advice.

Then again, I met a lovely lady named Dimple over the summer, but most people I know think dimples are a cute facial feature rather than a negative one.

4. That Friend Who Doesn’t Use Lou

One of my closest friends I’ve met in my new area calls me Lucy these days, despite the fact that I introduced myself to him as Lou, as I did for everyone else. It’s curious, because he did initially call me Lou before suddenly switching to using Lucy at around Christmas time with no real reason.

If I’m completely honest, I’ve never really cared all that much whether people call me Lucy or Lou, preferring to let people stick to their own personal preferences because I’m way too nice for my own good sometimes. I do recognise that not everyone is like this – my pregnant friend recently uttered the classic ‘I like Madison, but don’t want to be the mother that always insists that it’s Madison not Maddie’ line when discussing names for her unborn daughter.

2. Is James A Girl’s Name?

Not so much to do with introducing myself, more to do with a bizarre misunderstanding that lead someone to believe that my name was James. You see, he’d seen me write a friend’s name down on a piece of paper, and seemingly assumed that I was writing my own name down, and not that of a friend.

You laugh it off, but it’s interesting how accepting this person was of a girl wearing the name James.

I’m still not sure what to make of it, but hey ho, I like to reckon that I’d wear the name James well, but I likely think this for all names, so I’m not really making much of a point.

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On The Letter Y

M&S have recently brought out an ad to the delightful tune of A Girl Like You, and it got me thinking. Not about music, but names of course.

You see, the man behind the song is a Scot by the name of Edwyn Collins.

It rather goes against this whole idea that substituting a y into a name makes it feminine, a la Emersyn et al. Of course this is a rather controversial practice, with some steadfastly against it whilst others embrace it.

But it exists, and that’s all I really care about so far as this post is concerned.

Of course, in Wales the letter y almost exclusively denotes a male name: Carwyn, Bryn and Emlyn, for example.

The biggest name to note here is that of Gwyn and Gwen: the former being the masculine form of the name, and thus the latter is the feminine form. They’re noteworthy because gwyn also happens to a common element for Welsh names, such as Dilwyn and the above Carwyn. For female names, the ending changes to give us the likes of Bronwen and Carwen.

It makes sense when you consider that here in the English-speaking world, plenty of names have different masculine and feminine forms, e.g. Henry/Henriette; Julian/Juliette; Paul/Paulette; Nicolas/Nicolette; and Bernard/Bernadette.

And that’s just only a small sample of names.

At the end of the day, this post could be summarised into one sentence:

Does the letter y distinguish a name’s gender?

I guess it depends where you live in the world.

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On Mis-hearing Names

Snapped by me at the Maritime Museum in Liverpool

It’s almost a given that at one point in everyone’s life, we introduce ourselves, only for that person to mishear you and insist on calling you a completely different name. Today I was in the room when a friend was on skype to his friend in Gaza, who believed my name to be Lussi.

Then again, English wasn’t his first language, and he rather was holding his own in the conversation.

To be honest, whilst it seems to annoy plenty of people, it doesn’t so bother me; maybe it’s because I happen to have poor hearing, so can appreciate the difficultly one may face.

Especially since I can add to the confusion sometimes, at my local only the other night I rather inadvertently introduced myself as Kay.

I’d said, oh ok, only for him to hear oh Im Kay.

One of my closest friends during London 2012 was a fellow GamesMaker, and although I knew her name was Helen, I couldn’t help myself but to refer to her as Emily.

Never to her face, of course. And where exactly did Emily come from anyway?

And remember Evan from a few posts ago? He complained about people mis-hearing his name as either Euan or Ethan. Truth be told, when he introduced himself to me, I thought he said Evie. 

I have yet to admit this to him though.

What about you dear readers? I’m brilliant when it comes to remembering names, but actually hearing the names is where things can get a little messy…

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Scrabble Names

The names of the eldest 4 kids of the Dutch couple

It may have been a few weeks since news broke about the Dutch couple with five kids, who all have four-letter names using the same four letters (Alex, Lexa, Axel, Xela & Xael), but it continues to remain at the forefront of my mind.

That said, it can get a little forced with an increased number of children. Below is just a selection of attempts at the conundrum by myself and those over at Formspring, with some combinations seeming to work better than others:

  • Aidan: Nadia, Diana, Adian, Andia
  • Alice: Celia, Lacie
  • Amy: Mya, May
  • Dolly: Lloyd, Dyoll, Doyll
  • Eden: Dene, Ened, Nede, Need, Ende, Edne
  • Enzo: Zeno, Nezo, Ezon, Onez
  • Inez: Nezi, Enzi
  • Jonah: Onjah, Johan, Johna
  • Leah: Hale, Aleh, Elah, Hael
  • Leia: Alie, Ilea
  • Lena: Nela, Lane
  • Leon: Elon, Noel, Nelo
  • Leona: Elona, Enola, Laneo, Noela, Neola
  • Lia: Ali, Lai, Ila
  • Lucas: Claus, Lacus, Calus, Culas
  • Lyra: Aryl, Lary, Raly, Alry, Ryla
  • Mabel: Belma, Ambel, Embla, Melba
  • Milo: Lomi, Moil, Ilmo, Moli, Imli
  • Myra: Mary, Ramy, Amry
  • Ria: Ira, Rai, Ari, Air
  • Vera: Reva, Raev
  • Zane: Neza, Ezna, Anez, Azne

Anyone have any further contributions?

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Unusual Pairings

Since I’ve been in Reading all day, this will have to be a short one – indeed I’m at Silverstone tomorrow so it’s likely that Weekend Post won’t make an appearance until Sunday. Gah, I usually forsee these kinds of weekends and prepare ahead, but, it’s been one of those kind of weeks.

You may guess this from the photo I’m about to share with you all, as in the background is a rather fetching glimpse at beginnings of a truly stupendous mind map that has since gone in the recycling bin. Ah well.

Ze mug in question

The importance of this picture? I would never think to pair the names Buster and Clarissa up together. I guess one gets so wrapped up in this idea of matching styles of names up that you get so far up the path you become a little muddled by it all. Personally, I find this mug of blackcurrant squash rather refreshing in two respects:

1.) I have a serious addiction to anything remotely like Ribena (my most recent carton of Ribena taught me that all the varieties of blackcurrant they use are apparently named after Scottish mountains) as it makes for a remarkably refreshing drink. Fun fact: I banned myself from having any until I passed my driving test.

2.) Perhaps more on topic, it’s a healthy reminder that not everyone puts as much effort into ‘matching’ names as we seem to do in the name obsessed community.

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