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clo_againMy father greeted me as I came down the stairs this morning with:
Him: Oh! The final's been cancelled.
Me: No it hasn't.
Him: It has. Federer's wife's gone into labour so he's pulled out.
Me: No he hasn't.
Him: He has. *to my mother* You saw it on the news didn't you?
Her: ...Yes?
Him: See?
Me: ...Yeah, considering my phone hasn't exploded with text messages, I'm going to go with that being a lie. Nice try.
Him: *shrugs*
And then I double-checked Google news as soon as my laptop was on. Sometimes I hate my parents.
I did come across this brief article on the odds on Baby Federer names which seems to me rather silly (and is of course in the Mirror, so it's to be expected). Ace?! There're people in the world who genuinely think Roger Federer would name any of his spawn 'Ace' (admittedly, with those odds...)?
On the flip side, I'm not that fond of 'Robert' and quite frankly if he names it Rafael I will forever refer to it as the (Ninja) Turtle in outrage.
'Heidi' made me laugh though. Firstly because of course people name their children after their country's classic literature; this is why Britain is full of Elizabeths, Janes and Fitzwilliams and secondly because my grandmother had a Yorkshire Terrier when I was growing up named Heidi. Then again, Tim Minchin has just named his son Caspar... maybe it's the beginning of a trend.
But my money's on none of those. I have confidence in Roger coming up with something as utterly ridiculous and yet utterly perfect as his Wimbledon outfits. And you know, Mirka may make the occasional bad decision with a dress but she's far too sensible to let him saddle the kid with anything awful. I hope. If I didn't have an inexplicable whim that it's going to be a girl, I'd quite like him to call it Fred. Has tennis pretensions but also, Fred's just a name that needs some more love.
It has absolutely nothing to do with me wanting to giggle every time I say 'Fred Federer'. Nope.
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I'm wondering if I can make it up and down the hill behind the house before the tennis coverage starts. Popular opinion says no. I'm not so sure. I'm also not so sure if I can be bothered. Hm.
Him: Oh! The final's been cancelled.
Me: No it hasn't.
Him: It has. Federer's wife's gone into labour so he's pulled out.
Me: No he hasn't.
Him: He has. *to my mother* You saw it on the news didn't you?
Her: ...Yes?
Him: See?
Me: ...Yeah, considering my phone hasn't exploded with text messages, I'm going to go with that being a lie. Nice try.
Him: *shrugs*
And then I double-checked Google news as soon as my laptop was on. Sometimes I hate my parents.
I did come across this brief article on the odds on Baby Federer names which seems to me rather silly (and is of course in the Mirror, so it's to be expected). Ace?! There're people in the world who genuinely think Roger Federer would name any of his spawn 'Ace' (admittedly, with those odds...)?
On the flip side, I'm not that fond of 'Robert' and quite frankly if he names it Rafael I will forever refer to it as the (Ninja) Turtle in outrage.
'Heidi' made me laugh though. Firstly because of course people name their children after their country's classic literature; this is why Britain is full of Elizabeths, Janes and Fitzwilliams and secondly because my grandmother had a Yorkshire Terrier when I was growing up named Heidi. Then again, Tim Minchin has just named his son Caspar... maybe it's the beginning of a trend.
But my money's on none of those. I have confidence in Roger coming up with something as utterly ridiculous and yet utterly perfect as his Wimbledon outfits. And you know, Mirka may make the occasional bad decision with a dress but she's far too sensible to let him saddle the kid with anything awful. I hope. If I didn't have an inexplicable whim that it's going to be a girl, I'd quite like him to call it Fred. Has tennis pretensions but also, Fred's just a name that needs some more love.
It has absolutely nothing to do with me wanting to giggle every time I say 'Fred Federer'. Nope.
~
I'm wondering if I can make it up and down the hill behind the house before the tennis coverage starts. Popular opinion says no. I'm not so sure. I'm also not so sure if I can be bothered. Hm.
