When I introduce myself, it goes a little something like this:
Me: "Hello, I am Cilla"
Them: "Oh Hi Celia".
Me: "No, Cilla. C-I-L-L-A"
Them: "Is that short for Priscilla?"
Me: "No, Cilla is the name on my birth certificate".
Them: "What nationality is that?"
Me: "British. As in Cilla Black, the singer. That's who I was named after."
(their response will depend on how old they are, if they are 45 or over, no further explanation is required)
I was very sad to hear that my namesake, Cilla Black, had passed away at age 72. That is not very old, and I had no idea she was ill.
She was very much loved in the UK, for her bubbly personality, common touch, big heart and bigger voice. I don't have the big voice (cept for maybe in my car) but the other things I can aspire to.
RIP Cilla Black.
Oh yeah, I have submitted my thesis.
Keen for other pursuits, I baked a Lemon Meringue pie, made with the surfeit of lemons we have
Celebratory dinner at a nice restaurant tomorrow, and off to the Dandenongs on the weekend.
That'll be all for tonight.
Q and A will be good tonight - no politicians so should be a good 'un.