I remember when I was young that there was a sort of folk legend that David Bowie's son was called Zowie Bowie. He wasn't of course because David Bowie's name wasn't David Bowie it was David Jones, he just had to change his public facing tag so he wasn't confused with the singer in the Monkees. His son, reassuringly, has the bread-and-butter moniker Duncan Jones.
Dolly Parton has once - and to my delight - said "I'm not offended by all the dumb blonde jokes because I know I'm not dumb... and I also know that I'm not blonde."
My niece - who is just about closing up year two at Central and will be heading into her final year come September - told me on Saturday that she will have to change her name when she turns professional as there is already an actress called Mia Browne in the business; see IMDB. I'm a bit sad about this but "them's the breaks" as BoJo would say and has said.
Mia Fin-tim-lin-bin-whin-bim-lim-bus-stop-F'tang-F'tang-Olé-Biscuitbarrel is still free.
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