Names and games

Philippa and I are trying to guess what ludicrous name Tom’s new son will be given. Bearing in mind the info contained in my blog on June 12th, we’ve calculated that the conception took place sometime during August last year, so we’ve scoured our memories and the internet for any relevant occurences that may have sparked a stirring in Tom’s loins, and persuaded his wife to grant his wish.
Philippa says that they had the office redecorated then so he may end up being called Dulux. Tom and his brother did a sponsored cycle ride, but I know from experience that long bike rides and an urge for sexual intercourse don’t follow on from each other very closely. So that’s out, unless he ends up being called ‘Saddlesore’ or ‘Vaseline’
Let’s be honest, it could be anything, and the chances of us actually guessing the right name are very slim, but it’s fun to guess and helps pass the time in the office.

It turns out that Philippa likes football, and she was saying she doesn’t know where to watch tomorrows England game. None of her friends are interested and her family are ‘too passive and non-sweary in their support’ and she doesn’t like the rowdy atmosphere of a pub. So I found myself inviting her over to watch it with me and Ted. Well he did say it was an open house while the Cup was on…

RC 17-6-10