Quite a few Christine's, Helens, Steven's. And one name I particulary loathed was Nigel because a Nigel was plonked next to me in class and he was already an established mysoginist at the age of 8.
I had the last laugh though: despite his thoroughly disgusting behaviour towards me and the other girls he was inclined to wet himself on a regular basis.
Karma, I suppose.
Supplements/Lotions for saggy arms and Neck?
After 10 years of estrangement I was invited into my son's house.
