Before I get stuck in with various names I’ve seen out and about of late, there’s some housekeeping which I need mention. As you may be aware the Paralympics kick off this week and my first batch of shifts kicks in earnest off this Friday until the following Tuesday. They all begin at 6am. Soooo, there’s a good chance I may go M.I.A. during that time because I’m not a morning person by any means and the shock of having to alter my sleep-wake cycle to accommodate this change will likely stamp out any and all enthusiasm for writing about names that I possess.
There’s another piece of exciting news from my life that sets up the first name I’ve seen out and about this week. I passed my driving test many months ago now, but have finally got around to buying a car to complement my licence. The name of the guy who sold me my gorgeous is-it-green-is-it-blue Corsa was Shamus, which is of course the English spelling for Seamus.
Now, for something completely eccentric that is happening at a village down the road from me:
Yup, scarecrows have taken over. The local primary school had it’s charges colour in pictures of scarecrows, and then name them. Here’s a quick rundown of the names chosen by the younger generation, plus a picture taken of my favourite name:
Albert; Barney; Bill; Billy; Boby; Fifi; Freddie; Freddy; Hardy; Neddy; Olly; Rainbow; Sammy; Sid; Werzel.
Notice how almost ALL of them were nicknames? Yup, me too. As for the names of the children:
Ashanti; Bradley; Callum; Emily; Freddie; Kara; Katie; Kenny; Leo; Leyton; Lily; Luke; Matthew; Megan; Rose; Ruby; Zak
Finally, here’s a cheery scarecrow duo: