23 April 2013

The nameday of my fathers

Today, the memorial of Saint George, is a day that gets me thinking about my name.  You see, my father was George William:

His father was George Arthur:

His father was George:

His father was Ambrose:

Ambrose is seated, with the white beard.
The point I am making is that I should have been named George, in keeping with three generations of tradition.  I should have been George IV.  Instead, I was given the name Daren, the reason for which I have never asked.


  1. Father, nice collection of family pics. Can't help but notice that you bear a strong resemblance to your dad!