Thanks for that one Jack.

"Did I ever tell you that Mrs. McCave
Had twenty-three sons and she named them all Dave?

Well, she did. And that wasn't a smart thing to do.
You see, when she wants one and calls out, "Yoo-Hoo!
Come into the house, Dave!" she doesn't get ONE.
All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run!

The local version in Bikenhehead is rather coarser,
And even worser.

When our neighbouhood "Mrs McCave" was asked by a puzzled Benefits clerk at the how she distinguished between all her progeny who shared the same first name, she looked blank for a minute before declaring:- "Oh, that's dead easy! I just call them in by their dad's last names!"

Matthew