I agree with Canadiangran, I think we often become who we are because of our names.
I have a fairly common name, but oddly, until I went away to college, I never knew another one.
I was apparently named after a long dead relative, who was ‘no better than she should be’ and comparisons were always been drawn by my gran, had I been named after a more loved dead relative, I may have developed a different personality, a more nice one.
Or is that just a load of rubbish?
The next James Bond - who is your vote for?
The far left in France, could it happen here?
Harry wants to reconcile with his family!
If heaven is so wonderful, why do people pray to stop someone going there


