The wife insisted on calling our new baby daughter Lucy. I thought it was a good enough name, but I found it hard to remember and it was my job to register the baby with the authorities.
“Och,” said the wife with a sly smile, “just think of my little рussy and change the first letter to L.”
At the registry office, they asked me what the baby was to be called.
“Er,” I said, racking my brains, “we’d like to call her Lunt.”