In a meeting today, I was contemplating a scene that must have happened around 25 years ago, somewhere in Ireland (this was playing in my head in a broad Irish brogue):
"Oh yes, he's a bonny baby"
"To be sure, he is"
"What are we going to call him?"
"That's a complicated question. We could try Patrick"
"Bejeezus no, he'll get called Paddy, and they'll think he's thick"
"Well there must be something we can call him?"
"Well, what's our family name?"
"that'll be O'Brien"
"Then let's call him Brian!"
"That's a foin idea to be sure"