Unless you have had your head in the sand, you can’t have failed to notice that something big happened in the UK this week. The royal baby was born.
Kate and William gave birth to a little boy who is now third in line to the throne; big shoes for someone so small and a weight which will sit on his shoulders till his (probable) ascension to the throne.
Yesterday thousands of people lined the streets in Paddington outside St Marys Hospital, waiting for news on the Royal arrival, and today the royal easel sat outside Buckingham Palace for the traditional birth announcement.
But as yet, the little mite remains nameless. We shall hereby refer to him as HRH Prince Charming, but it has led to much hilarity around the office as we place bets on what they will call it. My money has gone on James, with other favourites being Edward and Albert, but my favourite sneaky one is Dwayne.
Which reminded me of a video clip I saw a few weeks ago, about snobbery and children’s names. Katie Hopkins (a Z list ‘celebrity’ who won The Apprentice here in the UK) shows herself up for being a total snob when she states that a child’s name determines whether or not she would let her own offspring associate with them. All on a name.
Gone are the days when children can bond in the playground over a favourite colour or mutual love of a game, but according to this woman (who has absolutely no authority in the matter) a child with the name of, for example, Tyler, is ‘working class’ and will have habits and traits that are a) negative and b) would rub off on her precious little children.
Its definite upper class snobbery, but at the same time, I can’t imagine the Royal baby being named Leroy, or Trevor. Although I doubt Adele will give the time of day to any of these debates, being one of the most successful women in music.
What do you think? Has your name affected you in any way?