Spuds been my nickname since my dad started calling me it back in the 80's and obviously I'm a member of my local "Christians Against Farcical Comedy" group. We're a hoot!
Many of you will remember the old peanut seller on the east terrace who used to cry " peanuts - tanner a bag" or "six a bag of nuts". The old six pence piece was known as a tanner.
The peanut sellers name was Adam......not a lot of people know that.
When I served in Afghan, I had operation pig on my rifle with a Pig wearing a United shirt, kind of sad I know but you've gotta have some type of fun out there.
Name is Rob and was called Royroy at college. Some annoying girl called me it and it stuck. My old email account was robroy69R. Cant believe I got my current job nine years ago with that email address, they contacted me on it.
Many years back, I was a few drinks into a good session in the Chandos at Trafalgar Square. I was a smoker at the time and Marlboro were doing a promotion where they had foxy ladies going round the pub who took your packet of fags and replaced with a pack of Marlboro and a Marlboro Zippo. Naturally I accepted, (first emptying all but one of my pack into a coat pocket, of course), but they wanted my name for a mailing list or something. Small price to pay, I thought, so I said my surname to the highly attractive but slightly short on braincells lady. Now, many people misspell my surname, so I started to spell it - "O...R...M..." the girl repeats back "R...O...M..." I say "No, it's O, R, M" she says "R, O, M" so, now slightly irritated, I sarcastically said "Yeah, that's right, my name's Romford." She didn't bat an eyelid, just asked for my first name, so I said, (as 'Lord Melbury' did in Fawlty Towers), "Well I am Lord Romford, but people just call me Romford." and the no-brained-dollybird dutifully wrote down Lord as my first name. Name stuck, obviously. I'm generally referred to as 'Romf' by close friends.
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my business is...
simples.
Moved to Bermuda in 2008, but kept name as couldn't be bothered to change it.
Then he signed for us and got Charltonised.
Although having just signed a new contract, come September I will be needing a change of name to Stuart of Kunming.
Ooo err
Live, shouldnt post whilst hungover.
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Many years back, I was a few drinks into a good session in the Chandos at Trafalgar Square. I was a smoker at the time and Marlboro were doing a promotion where they had foxy ladies going round the pub who took your packet of fags and replaced with a pack of Marlboro and a Marlboro Zippo. Naturally I accepted, (first emptying all but one of my pack into a coat pocket, of course), but they wanted my name for a mailing list or something. Small price to pay, I thought, so I said my surname to the highly attractive but slightly short on braincells lady. Now, many people misspell my surname, so I started to spell it - "O...R...M..." the girl repeats back "R...O...M..." I say "No, it's O, R, M" she says "R, O, M" so, now slightly irritated, I sarcastically said "Yeah, that's right, my name's Romford." She didn't bat an eyelid, just asked for my first name, so I said, (as 'Lord Melbury' did in Fawlty Towers), "Well I am Lord Romford, but people just call me Romford." and the no-brained-dollybird dutifully wrote down Lord as my first name.
Name stuck, obviously. I'm generally referred to as 'Romf' by close friends.
Once named one of our dogs Leaburn, but didnt really work as it was a Golden Retriever!