Just over a year ago, I was sitting in the staffroom of the place where I work, and the manager walked past me. I said to her that this time, next year, you will be having a baby. And it will be a girl. She told me I was mad, and continued on her way. Two months later she announced to the staff that she was pregnant. (She later confessed to me that she had found out two days before our conversation that she was pregnant, but had told no one.) She asked me many questions during the course of her pregnancy, some of which I answered. One thing she asked me, was what was she going to call the baby? I told her I wouldn't answer that, in case it affected her decision. I told her however it would start with an L. I wrote the baby's name on a piece of paper, and sealed it in an envelope. I got the baby's name wrong. I had written LORRAINE. The name chosen was LAURA. But when I felt this name for the baby, there were three people in my mind : LAURA, HELENA and LORRAINE. I picked LORRAINE because Laura is the name of my mother; HELENA is the name of my partner's mother. That left LORRAINE. I thought this was quite a co-incidence, because the baby is actually called LAURA HELEN. And the mother calls me "the other father" of the baby when she brings it in to work, and she considers that I have a close connection with the infant. What say you?