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.
Silly First World Problem ( bothering me)
By special request, let’s discuss our favourite Classic Music and why?


