On Friday evening I went with Hayley to a pub some 7 or 8 miles distant for a rather delicious meal. What we hadn't bargained for was it being Yummy Mummy night, with the better part of a dozen or so kids called India, Jocasta or Ptolemy, incessantly running through the place volubly demonstrating their latest iPad or iPhone5 to each other in high-pitched yelps.
I find it strange that while some parents are quite willing to name a girl-child India, they seem curiously reluctant to name them Pakistan, Afghanistan or Tibet.
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