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We've FINALLY had a bit of sunshine. Here is the view of sunny Tranmere on Hobart's eastern shore as seen from Battery Point on Hobart's western shore. The general rule (that is, the rule I made up) is "eastern shore, just add four [degrees Celsius]". You don't say the "degrees Celsius" part aloud, as it totally ruins the metre of the saying.

Time for Sunday Top Five!
My top five names vetoed by Jen for either son:

1: Frederick

2: Napoleon

3: Ludwig

4: Ulysses

5: Cersobleptes

Comments

Roddy said…
Which son gets what name? I don't go much on number 5. I can't pronounce it. Have you cleared any of the names with Henry or Ezra?
Roddy said…
By the way, talking about weather. Remember last week we discussed cold and wet? Yesterday it was that hot that I am convinced that winter should last at least 11 months of the year. It was definitely too hot for my liking. We are working approximately 30 kilometres off the most southern point of Victoria. In Bass Strait. Australia.
Chris Wolf said…
musicians or warriors? Hmmmmm....
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, Cersobleptes was a king of Thrace.
yamini said…
Frederick is good. The other four, vetoed well by Jen!!!
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, I was pushing "Frederick" for Ez, but that was partly because I didn't think that she'd run at "Ezra".
yamini said…
Well, Ezra is definitely better and of course more exotic than Frederick.
Roddy said…
Cersobleptes. Couldn't you have fun with your teachers.
Thrace, is what, three times what?
Don't worry, I'm only playing with your mind.
I think you did well with Ezra. It is growing on me. I like it.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he was unnamed for a day as Jen was holding out for "Leo".

I preferred "Ezra".
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it is a better name than the one I have been cursed with.
Roddy said…
Your mother seems to like it. Sorry if you don't. Change it by deed and send me the bill.
Roddy said…
Or just call yourself by another name. See if I care.
Roddy said…
You know! You lay 3 days in hospital with no name.
Your name is a derivation of the only name that I had picked out.
Norwegian, it works both ways. Yours is the male gender. Sorry!!!
yamini said…
I like Leo too. Leonardo Di Caprio is one of my favourite Hollywood actors.

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