

From 'Aquarium Drunkard'
A confession.
I named my eldest son Gram 22 years ago.
He was conceived in Amsterdam (where somewhat ironically and to my chagrin he is now living).
When he was less than a year old we went to a party and a Channel 9 idiot, sorry 'identity' said to me that- "it was a great name".
To which I replied- "thanks".
An hour later he returned and asked if it "was short for Gramaphone"!
("There was a wee laddie called Gram
who piped up from the depths of his pram.
"I may be an Oz
but I was named so because
I was conceived in old Amsterdam.")
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