Offpring has renamed herself.
We went to a lot of trouble to choose a name for her when she was born, and we thought Offspring was nice. We didn’t want a name that reflected where she was conceived, or where she was born. Because “Back row of the Classic Cinema” and “Taxi on the way to Holles Street” seemed a bit of a mouthful. We could have called her after our car as some people do, but “Mini” seemed inappropriate, as she weighed 11lb. So we chose “Offspring”.
I suppose the trouble started when she got a mobile phone and became one of the texting generation. She started to call herself “K8”. She is going to have trouble with that because she is going to have to explain it over the phone every time she gives her name. And even then she will be getting parcels addressed to Keight or Kay Eight.
She would have been better off going for something like R2D2 or C3PO, but she could never get the hang of this naming lark.
She has even given her children different surnames for her own or her partner. One of these days, Social Welfare are going to turn up and take my grandchildren away, because they obviously belong to a different family. You know what Social Welfare are like.
Anyway, K8 has started up her own web blog. It seems to be a genetic thing in the family. Is there a Blog Gene?
A few of you have found it already, because I put it into my Blogroll. I had to do that because she is family.
If her partner ever starts to blog, it will be called “The Accidental Terrorist”. Because that’s his name. No kidding. I don’t know what his mother was thinking of! We call him TAT for short.
And if he starts, we’re all finished.