A solicitors partnership in Leamington Spa- Wright Hassel.
Forgive me for several posts on top of each other, but this thread is hysterical!. That law office is all the more worse/fabulous than the mythical "Dewy, Cheatham and Howe" law office from the radio show Car Talk.
My grandmother's name was Erdine, and seems to be the second of two Erdine cousins in the family. One of her uncles was a silversmith and used to send engraved silverware with their names and his patented fox/grapes pattern to them on their birthdays. For their hope chests, I guess. (Actually a gorgeous pattern.) Erdine seems to be a form of "Undine" or siren/mermaid. Of course grandma went and compounded the horrific naming pattern by naming my mother Elga. (A version of Olga which sounds like a sort of hacking noise you use to clear your throat. I think my grandparents haven't been forgiven yet.)
On grandpa's side, he was named Zekor--Zeke for short (after his Spiritualist medium mother's spirit guide) For years we couldn't find his records. It turned out that the nurse at the hospital where he was born thought Zekor was a horrible name, and actually named him herself! His legal first and middle names on his birth certificate are Rudolf Zekor (like that's so much better!)
And while some of the names on this thread are messed up beyond belief, what kind of balls does it take to say, "sorry as a nurse, I find this name unacceptable, so I'm going to change it." ??
Just out of curiosity, how many of you hate your given names, or hated your names as a child and later made peace with them? My given name is very pretty, but in school none of my teachers could spell or pronounce it right, so it caused me challenges as a kid.