Thank you for apology, Richard. My Californian relations do spell it Mayer: & in fact Louis B Mayer of MGM was my 1st cousin twice removed, ie my paternal grandfather's first cousin. So my initials, and the use I put them to for my current Mudcat name, are not entirely adventitious. Sorry if you got confused.

I suppose that means that delectable Judy Garland must have been some sort of mistress-in-law of mine. & much good may that do me!

I wasn't thinking of British Lion, but of the creature who always gives those three "Grr·ROARrr·Rrr!'s at the beginning of all Cousin Louis's films.

FWIW, the only one I have actually met is my [can't work out how
many·℔] cousin Danny Mayer, who was a dancer who always came over as part of Judy Garland's company for her annual season at the Dominion in Tottenham Court Road, during one of which she died. A couple of years before, he contacted my grandmother, then in her 80s and living in Kensington, & we all went to tea to meet him. He was one of the dancers in the crap-game-in-the-sewer sequence in Guys & Dolls. Next time you see it, watch out for the one in the big green fedora hat; that's my cousin Danny!

All of which has a great deal to do with the Caliphate, eh?


                   ~M~