Surnames in Blyton

[Eddie Muir]

Good one, Katharine! When I was a young man, I was referred to as gay and carefree. Perhaps nowadays that would be happy and carefree!

[Daisy]

Glad to hear you're still in that happy state Eddie!

[Eddie Muir]

Thank you, Daisy.

[Yak]

I've met a cpl of people with the first name Gay though they are both in their sixties now

[Katharine]

I met a lady with that name once, but I've a feeling she spelled it with an 'e' at the end.

I wonder what happened to that rhyme about what day of the week you are born.

If I remember correctly, it went:-

The child who is born on the Sabbath day is bonny, blithe, good and gay.

[Yak]

I was born on Saturday

[Katharine]

Yak, if it's any consolation, I was born on a Tuesday which makes me 'full of grace'. I've always had 'two left feet', uncoordinated and slightly clumsy, so hardly graceful. Someone once suggested that the word 'grace' meant holy grace, but I don't think anyone will be nominating me for sainthood either.

[Moonraker]

I've met a cpl of people with the first name Gay though they are both in their sixties now

I had an aunt whose Christian name was Gay - possibly named after my uncle's surname.

I wonder what happened to that rhyme about what day of the week you are born.

Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath day,
Is lucky and happy and good and gay.

I was born on a Friday.

[Eddie Muir]

I was born on a Wednesday!

[Fiona1986]

I was born on a Monday, obviously!

[Daisy]

My memory of the last two lines of the old rhyme is :
"But the child who is born on the Sabbath day
is bonny and blithe and good and gay."


I was born on a Saturday.

[Yak]

Daisy I remember it as being bonny and blithe too

[shadow]

I too remember the ending starting Bonny. I, like Katharine, was born on a Tuesday and 'Full of Grace' is not what anyone would describe about me.

[MJE]

There was a brilliant Australian swimmer in the 1950s called Lorraine Crapp, and I can't help feeling sorry for her.

     When I lived in the Adelaide hills in the 1960s, my dentist was called Mr. Crapp. When, a few years ago, I visited old friends from those years who still lived somewhat nearby, they told me that he had now changed his name to Craig. The only puzzling thing was why it had taken him so long to do that.
     About 20 years ago, on my way home from my parents', I used to pass a veterinary surgeon called Malcolm Spittle (according to the sign at the front of his office).

Regards, Michael.

[Stephen]

I expect football was a much more gentlemanly pastime in the 1870s and 1880s, but this was probably not the best name for a player and referee to be called!