Yorkshire has a lot of great names.
The Headmistress of our primary school was Mrs Winterbottom/
The local Anglican vicar was Rev Arden Constant.
Do you know, it just didn't click at all until I was 45 years old when my mother said something about dodgy names and mentioned his.
I suppose I was so used to it, the dodginess passed me by.
The lovely man who injects Avastin into my eyes every now and then is Dr Squirrel.
A Senior Lecturer at one of NZ's leading universities and a woman I've worked closely with is Dr Cat Pause.
Cumberbatch is just a little funny and in my own family, one of the boys changed his name by deed poll because his surname was causing him genuine distress - it was Nutter.
Not too far away from Nora Batty
Being a keen herbalist from my youth, I like Culpepper; very apt.
Poor old Max must have become used to By-graves.
And one of my first boyfriends was John Under-wood.
When I was 8 years old, a Miss Clattworthy showed me how to make miniature dolls furniture from old matchboxes.
I'm going to lower the tone because my friend in Canada sent me this info and it's too much to resist.
A man named Popadick from Mooney Bay, was arrested for indecent exposure.