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Popular Names

Dear Members and Constituents,
The second most popular boy’s name in London is Daniel. Not what I’d expect, but then again, not a huge surprise (must be the clouds in my eyes). The most popular name, on the other hand, was a surprise. London’s #1 boys’ name is coincidentally the most popular male name worldwide. Dare to take a guess? Here’s a clue: one in every 200 men around the globe is believed to go by some variant of the name (give or take a few vowels). Give up? It’s Mohammed (or Muhammad or Mohammad or… you get the idea). And to think that despite having three boys of my own the name never remotely crossed my mind as a candidate.

I would have expected something more like Peter, Paul or Mary (these may, however, be the most popular names in the land called Honalee -- to which Mary has now departed at the age of 72). What’s the most popular name for the circular pastries we enjoy on Fridays? Do-nut ask me that question, for I donut know the answer. What I do know is Tracy Holick (donut girl) has brought-in a delicious assortment of donuts which are now available for your enjoyment. They are quite popular so hurry in and grab yours.

Happy Friday!

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