This is very interesting. Names can date you and they can also be linked to class in UK. My mother was named out of her generation, after her mother’s friend, which meant people sometimes thought she was older than she was. She hated it and also thought it was ‘a housemaid’s name’! Her dream was to be called Margaret.
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The boys and girls parted company at 11 but I remember these boys and their names, Noel, John, Christopher, Vincent, Pasquale, couldn't forget that name! David, Andrew, Graham, Kevin, Stephen, Anthony, Bernard. .
