Gemm... no wait.. Emma

The title of this may make you think that this is about people getting my name wrong. Well it's not although people do get confused (mainly at work as there is another girl called Emma).

This is about a family I used to live in the same street as. In my old street there were some very, lets say different characters who lived there. My family, I would like to add, were one of the normal ones- 'The Norms'!!! Although some of you may disagree with that!

Anyway, there was this one family who had about 6 kids! My mum bumped into the mum and one of the daughters the other day and told me this really funny conversation that she had with them:

(The follwing conversation should be imagined in a very Bristolian accent, Vicky Pollard style)

Sue (the mum): Yeh, well Donna (her eldest daughter), she's got 3 children now, Tom, Gemma and Emma

Lisa (the daughter): Gemma and Emma, how stupid is that!

Sue: Well there is a reason for it Lisa! When Gemma was born, Grandad kept calling her Emma.
(Has a very serious look)
So when the second girl was born Donna called her Emma, then at least he'll get one of the names right!

I mean can you imagine knowing two sisters with almost the same name!!! This might not sound funny to you but trust me, if you knew the family you would find it hilarious!