Sometimes I struggle with names, sometimes they come easily. I think more recently naming of the dolls and other beings who live at Rose Cottage has become harder. Is this a reflection of how many I have? Or perhaps some just take longer to decide 'who' they are. Below is one of my lads who seems to have just not settled into his name... This is his current details:
Name: Albert Jack
Birth Year: 1965
Age: 11
Sibling: Marcia
Favourite Animal: Undecided.
Favourite Colour: Earthy tones.
Personality: Determined
Hobbies: Yet to be confirmed
Albert arrived home this morning from having 'surgery' on his hypermobile joints. He featured before Christmas with Henry during the opening of the Advent Calendar, and I knew then he really needed some 'medical' attention as he was very floppy and was having difficult standing up straight. He is now much happier and looking forward to taking part in adventures once more.
Now he is feeling like a 'new man' as he told Henry, while they were out in the garden, he is thinking about a new name.
Names he has toyed with in his mind so far are:
Marcus & Boris.
Both strong names, or so I have been told. I think he has been watching too many Russian films where the protagonist is called Boris! Although he said he chose the name after a 16th Century Emperor. Marcus is of course - so I am reliably informed - Marcus Aurelius, a notable 2nd Century Roman Emperor. He seems to have done his research, that we have to admit. I think prefer Marcus ...but will have to wait for him to decide as he seems to have a very strong and determined look on his face, so best to leave it up to him.
Henry was pleased his friend was back from his 'surgical' procedure as it means he has a mate to go around with. Henry is hoping he will like the 'great outdoors' as much as he does and so they spent some time outside together.
Henry told him he had cleaned out the nature pond while he in 'hospital', he told Henry he did a pretty good job after inspecting it.
Fortunately they got out in the garden this morning to look at it, as by mid-afternoon the lovely blue sky and sunshine had disappeared, the sky turned black, the heavens opened, and the rain poured down!
