Not to be confused with 'Horse with no name' ... I'm talking about a house. Let me explain.
Reading the Eric Clapton bio, in advance of doing the recent two part series featuring his incredible career, I discovered that he, like so many of his friends and contemporaries from England, lived in homes that had names. Eric's first home 'Hurtwood, Keith Richards' 60's residence 'Redlands', George Harrison's 60's estate 'Kinfauns', and easily the most celebrated & documented of them all, John Lennon's 'Tittenhurst Park', which he and Yoko would sell to Ringo and move to New York. That's the Lennon mansion's back door above. You can see their front door as pictured on the cover of the Beatles Hey Jude album.
Living full time in so-called 'cottage country' Canada, naming your home appears to not only be acceptable, but expected.
Haven't met Mrs Swingletree yet.
I'll bet these people throw garden parties and serve tea and scones.
And of course, the local dealer.
We're stuck on a name for our place. Something with a little punch, something out of the ordinary. Short of posting a photo, let me give you a couple clues as to what our place looks like and what goes on, perhaps you can give me a suggestion as to what we should call it?
The house is made of lots of charcoal coloured stone, cedar and pine, with lots of big trees on the property. A gargoyle (Herman) sits above the front door. Loud music (canned or live) can often be heard coming from the rear. Ocassional camp fires burn, dogs run, parties and occasional debauchery ensues. (We're planning for a swimming pool one day, semi-contingent on winning the lottery). Got the picture?
The only thing we've come up with some far:
Pussy Hollow
TrubbleWoods.
Inclusion of the the surname is optional but not essential.
Help.
Cheers,
Jeff Woods