In a garden under some bunting I approach a couple to tell the girl that I know her middle name from a telephone conversation on 6th January. She remembers and asks me how I am getting on. I tell her that I am still going strong.
Today's middle name is her boyfriend. 'I don't think my parents liked the name', he tells me. 'I think they just wanted my initials to spell COW'.
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