As one of 12 children (all with unusual names bar two) it wasnt unusual for Mum to go through ALL the kids names when she was rousing on you... by which time she was in fits of laughter and mostly you got away with it... whatever you were in toruble for...
but strangely when I was in real trouble she would call me "Matilda!".

My name is not Matilda nor is there a Matilda in my family.. anywhere! She never did this to anyone else. Strange.
Mind you.... I do remember clearly once, three of my brothers (Thalwyn, Lawla and Atcheli) and I sitting in the lounge room. We had been making Christmas decorations and there was cut up paper all over the floor...the room was a mess and Mum was expecting guests at any moment. We had been told to do it in our bedrooms but had gravitated to the lounge room while mum was in the kitchen baking up a fury.
She burst out with "Matthew, Mark and Joseph! Look at this mess!" (she never used bad language or swearing but would call up the saints names like her Irish relatives) ...I remember looking around thinking.. are there some kids I haven't been told about?
Just keep swimming... just keep swimming.. just keep swimming....