
What’s in a Name?

In the beginning …
The story goes that my mother always used to greet my Father at the door when he came in from work with me cradled in her arms. Now please bear in mind that I was a very, very young baby at this point. As such, my eyes weren’t fully focussed on the subject in the main frame (my Father) and I used to look at him with a kind of crumpled squint. Very attractive! So the standard greeting to me was ‘Wotcha Popeye!’ (The namesake of a cartoon sailor popular in the 1930’s). For those of you unfamiliar with this pipe-smoking, spinach guzzling, squinty-eyed sailor – here you go:
Time changes everything …
Thankfully over time ‘Popeye’ morphed into the much more attractive (and acceptable!) ‘Poppy’ although I do also answer to ‘Pops’ and ‘Popsy’.

Aww, what a lovely back story Melanie!
I have always been known as Kit Kat, given to me by my grandfather as it was his favourite chocolate bar!
And you are every bit as delicious as a Kit Kat Katie!
It was quite difficult to change from Poppy to Melanie! I thought Poppy suited you!!
I do like Poppy so it’s OK Mum!!
Great story! I was wondering so thanks for enlightening us.
You are most welcome!
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