The Name's The Game.

It was Brighton Dave's idea. "Things To Do When You're Mind Numbingly Bored No. 238,569." I had only worked my way through 238,568 up to that point in my life and so, as I was more bored than a bored thing which had just won an international boredom competition, I thought "What the heck"............I fed my name into Google "Images" to see who came up.
I was hoping to find that I shared my monica with some sex god, famous explorer, great thinker or general, all-round good egg - Dave said he shared his with a champion skateboarder - but I have to say I was less than impressed with the results.
First, there was some bloody "twitcher" who spends his life up trees looking at chaffinches or the like. I hardly think we are clones. I mean, I love animals, don't get me wrong, but I'm not big into kagools, silly, wooly hats or knitting my own yoghurt and growing my own denim. I think that is enough to get me cold shouldered by the bird watching brigade.

Next was some spotty yoof who, like Dave's namesake, is a skateboarder but from what I could tell he was far from being proficient, let alone a champion. He was such a daredevil he trundled around churchyards and had an unfortunate habit of mooning at anyone stupid enough to want to take a photo of him. No, I've sunk pretty low over the last 46 years, but not that low.

My third namesake was a little more exciting - a racing car driver! Hurrah! Sadly, he is obviously so good at it that I have never fucking heard his/my name mentioned in the world of motorsport. Also, by the looks of the photo Google chucked up, he appears to race something which looks about as powerful as a Morphy Richards hairdryer.
No, I was beginning to lose hope. Then I found him - superb!!! He is a doctor. I am so proud. We obviously were separated at birth. I long to meet him and go out on the pull. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you.................

Let's rock. Lock up your daughters, the boys are in town!