I enjoy discovering a good name. Yesterday, I found an excellent one:
Ruby Hammer.
What a cool name. I wish I had a name like that. I'm going to make sure I give my children brilliant names. Like Excelsior. Or Maverick. Or Thundergun.
Thundergun Fung.
I like the sound of that.
My kids aren't going to get teased. No, sir.
I think Ruby Hammer is good as a man's name. Lucy then came up with the equally excellent Sapphire Spanner. They're a detective duo - and snappy dressers.
I sometimes wonder what would happen if someone intercepted our emails to each other at work. They'd think we were mental patients. I sent the following yesterday:
The name's Hammer. Ruby Hammer. That's right - Ruby. Don't ask.
My dad was a big fan of Jack Kennedy, if you must know.
And also, weirdly enough, Lee Harvey Oswald.
I think he just liked men with chutzpa, you know? Men who could get things done.
He liked Jack Ruby best of all.
Kennedy - Oswald - Ruby.
'The Chain of Patriots' he used to call 'em.
...
My dad was an idiot.
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