We did something similar back at the old place and I was wondering with various name changes and newbies if it was worth doing again. So why did you choose the name you use as an Afterworder? Mine’s obvious, just the name of my imaginary tribute band, yours?
What’s the game of your name?
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Nigelbaby knows the terrible truth….
As does Rob 🙂
Go on big boy, make an old woman/ retired trapeze artist very happy. I’ll even take me teeth out….
😀
I’d forgotten that flight of fancy, Rob – fangs for the memories.
I am in fact a teenage girl named Jessica, with long flowing auburn locks. But that seemed too obvious…
Awm noh fuffy x
No kidding
Sadly/luckily for you, I am…
xxx
*sighs, puts teeth back in, telephones the local Kingdom Hall, light a big fat panama cigar and puts Herb Alpert on the gramophone*
I love ‘Rock and Roll’ (both parts) and I’m a pedophile, so it seemed like a natural choice.
It’s my name, but don’t tell anyone that it’s actually David ….
I just named myself after (part of) the name of my imaginary country (as you do).
That I’m also a plague is neither here nor there.
It’s my nickname and not of my doing. My surname begins with B and friends called me many a B-derived name until they all landed on this one. Which has stuck for over 20 years or so.
Awarded a flying scholarship by RAF when I was 17. Crashed a Cessna 152 Aerobat on first solo. “Friends” awarded me that name upon return home…
Depeche Mode’s fourth best album.
I’ve worked with projection, slides and video for 30 years, although these days it’s more about really big plasma type screens. I do a bit of sound too, lighting if pushed, but mostly I’m a “vidiot”.
I’m small, tasty, and best consumed upon waking.
Oh how I miss Moose!
Are you always left wanting a little more?
Can I place an order for a Maxi- breakfast please?
It’s actually the name I trade under (as a freelance writer), and I couldn’t be arsed to think up a new, more inventive one that I’d then have to remember.
Simply my name and surname initial.
Bit of Birmingham. Album by a band from Birmingham. Animal based pun. That’s all folks. We live in Birmingham.
I travel a lot, I’m poor and strange.
Some of my mates call me Bob.
One of them, at the ice hockey a few years back, called me “Your Bobness”.
It kind of stuck, now it’s my go to forum name and my email address too.
Nothing to do with Bob Dylan.
Or that Blackadder woman/man.
It’s from my love of the guitar…used to be conflated with my real name but I had overused it on the internet and got freaked out about my digital footprint so I made it much more generic. The old name still lives on in some forums where can neither leave nor change your handle.
Well, I used to live in Muswell Hill and it seemed to fit the nature of the blog. I’ve moved now and I’ve been trying to think of a similarly apposite moniker for my new hometown of Deal. No joy so far. Suggestions welcome.
Stealer’s Deal? Deal-lite?
Deals Of Steel? Dr Dealgood?
Dr Dealgood I quite like… Carries with it a certain academic sangfroid
Was also the name of the Thunderdome MC in the third Mad Max movie.
Deal E. Bopper?
I’vemovedDealwivit.
Dealbraker?
DealOrNoDeal
Literally everyone has said that to me since I mentioned we were moving here. Which has placed Noel Edmonds more prominently in my mind that I’m strictly comfortable with.
Dealy Stan?
Friends of mine do Steely Dan covers under the name Stanley D.
Not strictly relevant, but I’ve been meaning to share…
I’d considered Dealy Stan but it would be misleading as I’m still fairly agnostic on the Dan. Bits I like, bits I find pass me by a bit.
Good name though. Someone should use it.
Muswell Hill? In the 70s I spent most of my time in a huge old fashioned Victorian pub the name of which totally defeats me. My minds eye can visualise it…please, please put me out of my misery.
The Green Man
The John Baird?
‘huge old fashioned Victorian pub’ – could it have been The Great Northern on Hornsey Lane at the bottom of Muswell Hill?
The Clissold Arms? (Now replete with Kinks themed room)
There’s a building which I presume must have been a pub at the summit of the hill. Was a Greek restaurant and then empty for years. Posh flats now.
The Great Northern Railway Tavern, mentioned below, fits the bill. Or the Victoria Stakes at the bottom of the hill, perhaps.
I believe that was the Green Man, at the summit on the right?
That’s the one. Nice building, not been put to use for a long while. Prime real estate so no surprise developers got their hands on it.
Building all the way down the back too, knocked down the cerebral palsy school and building flats all the way down. Brother in law’s house in Dukes Avenue backs onto it.
Spotcheck Billy is a character in the song Fat Man in the Bathtub by Little Feat.
My avatar is a fat man in a bathtub.
I don’t know. It just is
Sir Henry’s unusual brother.
Do you have a loathsome sundial tattooed around your private parts and can you tell the time by thinking about Jean Harlow? Hours slow?
I wear my name as a badge of honour. Bestowed on me by someone it sadly seems no longer of this parish (at least I think that’s the explanation, I could well be wrong)
A nod to a favourite book.
I sell insurance.
Christened Bamber by a local thug in my youth. He was famous for chasing and biting back a dog that had bitten him. I encountered him in our local shopping centre and all he knew of me was that I was “a brainbox”, so he called me Bamber in reference to the then host of University Challenge. My brother thought this was hilarious and called me Bamber rather than my real name for approximately 25 years. He seems to have grown out of it recently.
Great crap name. Don’t know if you ever saw the Greg Davies bit about nicknames, where audience members had been stuck with names like Mumbo (mum had BO) or Baghdad (Dad bought him a new bag) for decades.
When I started high school I got introduced to a boy called “Oilet.”
“Where did that nickname come from?” I asked
“On my first day of school, I asked the teacher if I could go to the oilet, because I couldn’t pronounce toilet.”
For all I know this poor bastard might still be called this.
As for my Afterword “handle” basically it’s my middle name…
The Peter Sellers character in Two Way Stretch, but then you all knew that, didn’t you ?
First initial and half of my surname
‘course I can.
Mine’s derived from the names of my two labradors, now sadly gone to the big dog kennel in the sky.
Boringly, just the title of a favourite album. Sylvian’s, not the one from the BJH boys. Also describes my frequent desire to go and hide away!
Yeah, mine’s fairly ruddy obvious. It’s the nickname my late Dad gave me.
My daughter is sometimes known as Livvylou. Don’t know why as her middle name is Sarah.
Just my name with the ‘dington’ left off to make it quicker to write when logging in.
Are you the Paul Waddington who wrote Shades of Green etc? If you are, then we’ve met…
Mine is in homage to the witty, subversive eminence grise of the much-beloved Smash Hits letters page. It is in no way an attempt to curry favour with erstwhile editor of ver SHits and The Word, Mark Ellen, no sirree.
I’m the drummer in Switzerland’s best Heavy Metal Band, Krokus. Yep, spelt with2 k’s..those were the days of Kerrang. We were a bit AC/DC lite. “Some” people who liked us when they were younger don’t really listen to us now.
I saw Krokus at The Lyceum in London in 1980. Were you in the band then?
Of course ! The Metal Rendezvous tour…our breakthrough album in the UK. I forget who we toured with…you know how it is!
Metal Rendezvous was the first metal album I ever listened to and it left a lasting impression.
Bedside Radio and Heatstrokes still sound good today I reckon.
Sorry Uncle Wheaty….I’ve tried to listen to Krokus recently and found them weak and cliched. Surprisingly!
I scored the only goal in the 1912 FA Cup final.
You another Reds fan then?
I’m “the” other Reds fan on here Paul, I changed my username.
Ah, obviously influenced by the crackpot “best 5 players even if you’ve never seen them play” on the other place. How are you supposed to rate players you’ve never seen?! Should we do a “best 5 albums you’ve never heard” on here? Actually, that has given me a good idea for a thread!
A play on words, -path tending to denote a pathology (psycho-, arterio- etc etc), retro to denote looking back. 2? How the hell should I know, but my original answer was that I am really 2 small dogs. Possibly a riposte to Backwards7, long long since disappeared original Wordista, still a-twittering in the real world.
For many generations, we, the Tdad family, proud nomads of the Sahara, have roamed the dunes on our camels in search of treasure, love and adventure. I, Kaisfa, am the 7th son of the 7th son.
(Blimey! that was a lot more fun than talking about my waistline and my son’s name)
I just made it up and I like it.
I am Mrs B’s soft toy surrogate dog – we don’t have a real one. He sits on a chair at home – friends think we’re unhinged of course. It’s a friendly sounding moniker and just kind of stuck.
I have no finger joints
* this may not be true
It has to be a Stiff Little Fingers reference. Which band member are you?
Thats the one.
Singular version of their record label.
Not a member of the band (sadly) but I can play a mean version of Alternative Ulster, so if a substitute guitarist is needed I am available.
(as long as they don’t want to play anything else)
As you can tell by my “Moniker-du-blog” I am an international man of mystery.
God, you are all so interesting. Mum and dad gave me this name and I wasn’t witty enough to come up with anything better.
Your cunning disguise doesn’t fool me, Paul McCartney, you Hey Jude hitmaker!
Have you seen firs and seen the rain?
How about sunny days that will never end?
Me too. I would like to come up with something more interesting (and less easy for employer’s etc to Google) now though. How would I do that?
How about a name change to Bonto
That’s the one! Thanks!
Mine is a pun on the name of the famous music writer.
I always wondered what happened to Robin Denselow but still don’t get it. I know he is that footballer from the crisp adverts father, so is that it?
Just in case you’re not pulling my leg…
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lester_Bangs
I also do live in Leicester. (Well, the county.)
Leg pulling? Heaven forfend…… You can pull my finger for that.
I thought it an excellent appropriation, BTW. I find my mind exploring similar avenues: Dennis Dun Laoghaire is the best I can come up with, a comedian, yes, I know, but I was failing badly with Greil Moscow, Robert Christchurch etc as just having insufficient pizazz.
I happened to be listening to John Fogerty’s rather good song Blueboy when I first signed up
I’m called Fin. Diminutively. I was born in 1959. Just. Both my parents died aged 59. Which adds an unconscious if macabre twist.
Bestowed upon me when I famously had a bath live while posting on this very site…..
(Image redacted – Admin)
….also betrays a long-standing enthusiasm for “The Canterbury Scene” and Hatfield & The North in particular….
Er… Now I think of it my story is a bit daft. I used to have a Henry’s Cat ruler as a child and “paws for thought” was a pun on the back of the thing. I have no idea why I thought of this when registering, some sort of supressed memory?
abbrev. name for an evil handling motorcycle I used to ride …
@h2triple more details please
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kawasaki_H2_Mach_IV
Thanks for that @h2triple
I’ve been admiring the W800SE in my local bike shop for a few months now. None more black and as cool as any of the new breed of retro-inspired bikes currently out.
@goodfella — nice looking bike the W800SE ..!
I do quite fancy the Triumph Thruxton tho’ http://www.triumphmotorcycles.co.uk/triumph-motorcycles/motorcycles/classics/thruxton/2016/thruxton — retro and pretty cool to boot .. .. float your boat?
It sure does! I’m a big fan of the Bonneville too, maybe a bit more comfortable than the Thruxton.
Antoine sounded a bit ……
Look like the MIlky Bar Kid, first name Nick. Straightforward, really.
I’ve known this since you first explained it all those years ago, but I still can’t read your nom de blog without wondering for a moment what a barnick is.
When someone buys more pints than they can carry, wander off, and someone nips in and pinches their remaining pints before they come back, perhaps? I have never seen or known this happen btw (it would be properly, um, improper).
It’s from a lyric by a former much-loved (on my part) band. I loved them for nigh on 20 years and fell out of love about eight years ago, mainly upon reading the singer’s autobiography.
Deep down I knew they were a bellend.
Still saddening to have it confirmed.
But the name has been my go-to for online use since I started playing internets so it’s highly unlikely to change now.
OOOOOHHHHH! I LOVE the new edit function. I can now adjust this to say that despite the timing coincidence of the book release and my avatar pic, the bellend autobiographer is not E 🙂
I still love Eels way beyond all logic and reason.
I invented the Beany Cap Copter.
A while ago a go , I chose it for a blog that I was going to start – Didn’t get very far .it was around the time flappy bird the game came out which I liked.
I still like but haven’t played in a while .
It’s my nickname would you believe which, given that my surname is Smith, was always going to happen.
Most children have a Teddy. For some reason I had a mouse. My Mum thinks that my Grandma found it at a school fair or the like. Mum’s cousin Jill knitted a yellow polo neck jumper for him.
One day I left him at the library, and realised this after we got home. It was too late to walk back and get him, so Mum rang up the library, and they said yes they’d found him, and he was in a comfortable place behind the counter with a nice book to read. Apparently this explanation was satisfactory for me.
There’s an old family photo, taken by a relative, of our whole family walking up the gangplank to get on board the NZ Steamship Co vessel Ruahine, which took us from New Zealand to England in 1958. Clearly visible, clutched in my four year old hand, is the aforementioned Mousey.
I used to have my proper name at the old place, but in a bid for at least some anonymity I now have half of it twice.
I was thinking of the legendary DJ Murray the K, one of many Fifth Beatles. No idea why.
It’s been read as Mike the Rep by some. Having worked with many fine Gentlemen of the Road (and some complete tossers, obviously) I am not insulted by this.
Take the initial of my first name, add my complete surname, say it aloud and it sounds rather like “Artery”.
It’s a nickname i chose for someone from the town of my birth…..best i could do at the time.
I support Leeds United and I’m a boy.
An American punk / hardcore act formed from the ashes of (the much better) Lifetime. KD (the band) aren’t anything special, but I liked the name.
Misunderstood sidekick of Goon Show villain Hercules Grytpype-Thynne, as portrayed by that well known typing error Spike Milligna.
In France, I skip through the tracks, initially. (4)
Bravo!
Only replying in case you thought you were wasting your time.
I haven’t done a crossword for years.
The game of my name is a secret.
Yay!
Thanks, @bigsteviecook – prize on its way to you.
As for me wasting my time, nah, no probs, that’s what I come here for.
As for the game of your name, I’m thinking that… *closes eyes…furrows brow…touches fingertips to temples*…you’re…a…cook? And you’re called…Stevie? And…you’re…no stranger to a pie?
It’s a gift, it’s not me really, I’m just the…conduit…that the Power comes through.
I allegedly had “sticky out” ears as a kid and so was called Wheaty at school as in “ears of wheat” (oh how we laughed at the originality…another good reason not to bring back Grammar Schools!).
When I went to University for some reason, which I can not recall, it became Uncle Wheaty.
Red Lodge is a small town in Montana, where I lived in 1989. A distant aunt I had never met owned a store that sold mining supplies. When she had a heart attack, I was despatched to help out and stayed a year. I went from a soft office job in Melbourne, pushing paper, to selling dynamite and ammunition.
It was my own “Northern Exposure’ experience and a time I remember with great fondness.
Winner, surely? Great story.
My surname (almost)
Short story by Melville, the central character of which I quite identified with a few years back.
Mervyn Peake’s anti-hero. Lord Groan would have been a better choice
Why’s that? It doesn’t appeal phonologically, so to speak.
The Land of Counterpane – poem by Robert Louis Stephenson who, as a sickly child, played with toy soldiers and ships whilst lying ill in bed. Also the name of my Blog – I too like playing with toy soldiers and ships.
Well, durrrrr
Ma won’t shave me
Jesus can’t save me
Dog faced boy
Real name.
Would that make me Irish?
Yep.
I think I’ll re-sign as “Nom de plume” whaddya think? Scratch that. “Fat Tug” after my favourite beer. That’s better!
Because I am a scion of the Kingdom and I used to play the penny whistle (sort of).
The Washington Post has an annual competition that involves altering a word by adding, subtracting or changing only one letter and then supplying a new definition. The one that tickled my funny bone was: “Reintarnation – to come back to life as a redneck hillbilly.”
So Bob Dylan became Billybob Dylan. And I’m not even that big a Dylan fan.