My name sounded exotic and foreign – sadly, I was neither exotic nor
particularly foreign. Dad was obviously Italian but he’d been born and raised
in England and couldn’t speak a word of it – and Mum was English, and I just
had a stupid name.
Well, no, not stupid – just different. I was named after my Grandad...
Mum absolutely loved it and said my name sounded like a film star. I said
it sounded more like a porn star. We didn’t speak for a week after that...
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