Where to start? As usual i have a lot to say and a feeling that much of it is boring. So I will cut out what I was going to say about the Inspector Rebus stories on TV and go straight to Marillion. Their song Kayleigh was played on the pop quiz earlier in the evening and, as ever, took me back to an earlier place in my life. That was probably what induced me to watch Rebus, despite my opinion that John Hannah as Rebus is one of the worst casting choices of all time. Great actor, great character, but put them together and it didn’t work. And then, the dodgy club owner came to the screen. I thought “He’s familiar.” and he was. It was the singer better known as Fish, who wrote and sang sang Kayleigh before leaving Marillion for a career of solo work and acting.
I’ve always, by the way, thought that singers with nicknames, are a touch pretentious. This probably seems a little unfair from a blogger known as Quercus, but it seems to happen on wordPress – we end up being known by others by nicknames relating to our blog titles. That never seems pretentious. However, in fairness, they are nicknames given by others, not ones we give ourselves. I am now going to quote Fish on the subject of his nickname. I do see his point, and probably forgive him.
“With a real name of Derek William Dick, it became very necessary to find a nickname as quickly as possible.”
Yes, I can see that, though it could have been worse. We had an Andrew Dick at school, or A Dick, as he used to appear on lists. It must have all been rather wearing for him after a while, because the humour displayed by children between the ages of 11 and 18 is neither subtle nor varied. To be fair, mine hasn’t really move on much since then.
Do you ever get those days when something takes you back in time?
Even at 78 A Dick can prick your giggle fancy
Good to hear. It would be a shame to grow up after we have remained kids for so long. 🙂
I think that that is the best excuse for a pseudonym that I have heard Like you I feel a little shifty using an alias in my blog but I didn’t know any better when I started it.
It’s a tricky one. Really I should use my real name for the blog and be the mysterious Quercus for the poetry…
Far too often these days!
And it seems to take me back further too! 🙂
There’s always something that takes me back…though I’m old, and I still think that’s pretty funny….
I worked with his mother after I left school. She was called Violet. Obviously her parents were not to know what a bad choice it was at the time…
We knew someone whose last name was Cesaro…..guess what they named the kid?
Can you imagine?
Cruel and unusual parenting… 🙂