Do I accept I'm Val?

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One of my neighbours is a lovely old lady in her 80s.
She loves my OH and they dog walk together. He helps her with anything she needs and she knows she is welcome at our house for anything I think!
She's lovely and how is lime to be in my 80s!

But
She thinks I'm called val!
I'm not.
I'm not that old! 😂
I'm not that bothered and will
Happily answer to val but it's not my name....should I correct her or forget it and be val!?
It made me laugh today . (Unless the OH has another woman called val!)

We just moved house and got a Christmas card from our new (lovely) neighbours. All our names are correct on the card, apart from DH, who is mysteriously down as Colin. DH's name is nothing whatsoever like Colin. There is no way it could possibly be misheard or misspelt as Colin. Also DH is Asian and as far as I know there are not that many Asians called Colin.

We seriously considered doing the British thing and writing a Christmas card back from Colin and family. But then he would have to be Colin to the whole neighbourhood for evermore.

I was Sandra to a woman I knew for years.
She always introduced me as Sandra to people too and I felt too embarrassed to correct her.
So I ended up with half a dozen elderly ladies calling me Sandra.

I think I was a bit insulted as a)my name is nothing like Sandra B)Sandra isn’t a name that was given to girls of my generation. How old did they think I was?!!! And C) I look nothing like a Sandra! I look like a Fenella!! Hahaha

This reminds me of only fools and Rodney being called dave. Alright dave?

Billy-Pat wins

Mind you, I really am convinced that 95% of this is Britishness. When we lived in France, I remember my dad going to introduce himself to the NDN. He told them his name was . Magnificent French NDN simply "but this is too difficult for me to remember. I will call you Michael."

And did, for 5 years. Classy lady.

Asian Colin 😂

This thread is fabulous

My mum is a Val... Shes a bitch but I love her like no other!
I get called other names all the time..Andrea is one I get called! I also am to young to be an Andrea and it is nothing like my actual name which starts with R

We have a lady in our street that has dementia, and she once thought my OH was Donny Osmond.

Every time she sees him, she says Hello Donny. He deadpan has to just say Hi back.

He looks nothing like Donny and this has reminded me to restart the 'Coat of many colours' gags.

I was once asked by a woman I'd known for a while how I spelt my name (she had to write it down for something)

• I said 'with a 'K''

she looked at me totally bemused and said 'with a K ?' 'yes I said 'K-a-t-h-e-r-i-n-e'

She put her hand to her mouth and said 'Oh my God - I've always thought your name was Saffron'

My cousins name is Anna. My other cousin (her sister) decided to call her daughter Hannah. No idea why. Our grandma cant get her head round it, 20-odd years on. She gets them confused EVERY time. You can have an hour long conversation with her about "Hannah's uni course" before you realize she means Anna. She also manages to mix up their names in cards when writing it every year as well.

Confuses me as surely she had her grandaughter ANNA around for a good 20 years before she got her great grandaughter Hannah.

KurriKurri does your EH live in Hull?

ChristmassyContessaConSparkles Be the best Val you can be, OP - LOVE this!!!!

I am regularly texted by a client who calls me Kath. I always reply to her with my actual name, which isn't Kath. Never stops her. I send her emails, which has my name in it. She has paperwork with my name on it. But to her, I'm just going to be Kath.
Maybe I look like a Kath?

My NDN had the same first name as me. Our surnames differed by one letter only, pronounced almost the same. We had a little chat about it when I moved in and we were introduced, "I guess I will never have an excuse to forget your name" we both said, together. She could never remember my name. Turns out it was the beginning of a mental decline for her, poor thing. But charmingly, she started calling my DD Petunia. Her name, needless to say, is nothing like Petunia.

Laughing at some of these....!

I will be val. the best val ever actually!

Behold....Val is amongst you! (Not really but I like the idea of being someone I'm not!)

I told an elderly relative that DS was named after his grandad Andrew. Now she addresses DS as Edward (his other grandad’s name) and we can’t possibly tell her. Years ago I had a doll called James and she also called it Edward. Perhaps everything of mine is just destined to be called Edward.

I have this problem! My neighbour thinks I’m something that sounds nothing like my name. We’ve corrected her a few times but we still get Christmas cards every year addressed to the wrong name. I feel too awkward to keep correcting her so as of last year, we’re signing Christmas cards with my fake name.

There is a girl around 48 years old in S London is is convinced I am called Ruth. My name contains non of those letters!! This mistake happened in about 1980. We never went to the same school, but lived nearby and would see each other around. I never had the guts to tell her, so I just went with it.

Oh and like a PP, I get called this name by lots of people. All through my life, people have given me this name. It’s not even slightly similar! Along the lines of my name is Nicki and people call me Elizabeth. I can only conclude I look like an Elizabeth. It’s got to the point where I’ve started turning around if I hear someone shouting it in public.

Embrace the Val.

Many long years ago some new neighbours invited my parents round for dinner. It wasn't a great success as the neighbours' cats got into the dining room and ate the smoked salmon starter. Nothing daunted, my parents invited them back. Not a great success either as the neighbours had a few too many and as the DW was lurching towards the door she turned on DM: "And by the way, m'name's not Cherry, it's Cheryl."

Poor DM was mortified. There were no more dinner parties.

A few years after that, Cheryl and her daughters broke into our garden and picked all our strawberries, but that's a story to tell on a CF thread.

I frequently get called Tracy by random people. And answer to it. It’s not my name but is my sister’s name and when the person realises they have called me Tracy and then questions why I answered to not my name, I have to explain that I have been called “Tracy- my name” for most of life (often with other names thrown in!).
DS asked me when he was about 4 why I always called him by his sister’s name 😳

My exs granny is convinced our son is called alexander. He's not, hes andrew.
I was convinced my neighbour was called laura. She looks like a laura. It wasnt until she added me on facebook i realised her name was sarah. So embarassing!

Just go with it! It will give you a chuckle if anything. My dad was called the wrong name for years by a local shop keeper, then I became 'wrong names Daughter'! We loved it and were disappointed when someone corrected him.

“embrace the val” I quite fancy being a Val.

I get called Rebecca and Hannah. I am neither of those and not even close to being similar. I would quite like someone to decide I am a Val, although I am too young to be a good Val.

I'm Lisa , or Lise for short. One of my colleagues (I saw her once or twice a term) would call me this and I couldn't be bothered to correct her. The weirdest thing for me was having 'my' name shortened by someone I barely speak to.

My family all have quite classic or biblical names — think James/Daniel/Elizabeth/Charlotte type.

My DM sent me a photo of a Christmas card earlier with all of our names correct, except my DSis, who had somehow become Alesha. It does start with the same letter as her real name, but I think I'd have taken a punt on Alexandra/Abigail/Amelia to fit in a bit better if I'd had to guess!

His name is nothing like Roger (I mean, what is?)
^

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