On April 27, Orlando Bloom revealed on US chat show, Live with Regis and Kelly, why he and his wife, model Miranda Kerr, called their baby son Flynn.
The name is a tribute to his grandmother Evelyn, who passed away last year just as Flynn was conceived. Orlando says he was convinced that they were going to have a girl, and naturally they chose the name Evelyn for her. When the new baby proved to be a boy, that idea had to be shelved (even though technically Evelyn is a unisex name, that is possibly a heavy burden to place on a modern boy).
I guess this helps explain the delay in announcing Flynn’s name, and demonstrates why you need a back-up plan for baby names!
As Evelyn for the baby was now off-limits, they apparently chose the name Flynn because of its similarity to the name Evelyn. Do you see the amazing likeness? Yeah, me neither. The Blooms are part of a popular movement of choosing “honouring names” which have only a tenuous connection to the name of the person actually honoured.
In the past, you didn’t get “honoured”, you had a baby named after you. If your name was Kenneth, the baby was called Kenneth. If the parents didn’t like the name Kenneth, the baby’s name was James Kenneth. Girl babies could be given feminine forms of a male name, so Samuel’s grand-daughter was called Samantha. Name variants were also used, so grandmothers called Mary brought forth Marians and Marilyns, while great-aunts named Elizabeth spawned a host of Isabels and Elspeths. Nifty parents sometimes managed to combine two people’s names in one, so if your uncle was called Julian and your godmother was called Lianna, you ended up being named Julianna. But that was about as creative as the average family got.
Then for some reason, baby name websites and blogs started the idea of “honouring names”, which were a lot more flexible. For parents who were leery of using a particular name, the list of advice on name substitutes became almost endless.
Suppose you didn’t care for Great-Great Grandma Margaret’s name – well, why not Pearl? It means the same thing! Or maybe just pick a name with the same initial as Margaret, such as Mia. Or what about a name with the same number of letters, like Claudine? Or one ending in the same letter, such as Harriet? Or what about Meredith, that sounds kind of like Margaret, right? Right?
Now if the name is still sounding too horribly close to the actual name of the person, you can really think outside the box. Another suggestion is to forget their name and what it sounds like entirely – instead, choose something that reminds you of them, like the state they were born, the car they drove, their favourite pie filling, or the colour of their eyes. Someone else might not think that a baby called Tasmania Volkswagen Cherry Blue sounds like it’s named after your favourite primary school teacher, but it is! Somehow.
Imagine my name is Anna (not exactly a stretch, as it happens). I would be terribly pleased if someone were to name their child after me – ecstatic even. If they changed it to Anne, Annette, Annie, Nanette or Nancy, I would be understanding, as Anna doesn’t suit every surname and middle name. If they changed it to Anya or Hannah, I would try to be tolerant about it, but my enthusiasm would definitely wane. If they made the name Anastasia (an unrelated but similar-sounding name) or Grace (a name with a similar meaning), I would pretty much tell them to shove it. Suggestions that a girl called Alexandra or Emma, or a boy called Andrew or Elijah, was “named in my honour” would be met with unbridled scorn and a mental note to scrub them off the Christmas card list.
But that’s the thing – I can make my wishes known to any potential honour-bestowers, because I am still alive. Those who have passed on cannot, unless they leave express instructions in their wills (which probably aren’t legally binding anyway). And in the main, the longer a relative has been dead, the more people feel able to make free with their names.
Whether Second Cousin Desmond is thrilled that he has descendants called Declan, Destiny and Edmond “in his honour” we shall never know, because Second Cousin Desmond has gone into the Great Beyond, from Whence none can return.
Perhaps all the more reason we should err on the side of caution before we start getting too creative with the names of people we hold in honour.
NOTE: The full interview with Orlando Bloom is available here:

Thanks for the interview link! That’s interesting.
I’m not sure how long-standing this custom is, but I’ve known Jewish families who pass on only the first initial of a loved one’s name, never the same name. That’s how you get kids named Allison and Andrea after grandmother Anna. Or Eliza after Esther, a real life example of the practice.
I also think the desire to honor loved ones with wildly unwearable foreign names factors into this. My husband’s family includes Dariusz, Jadwiga, Zbigniew, and Grazyna – all lovely people deserving of a namesake. But wow, those names don’t work in English.
One of my daughter’s middle names is Wren, after her aunt’s nickname, Bird. Her aunt – my sister – isn’t fond of her given name, and neither am I, so this worked.
When it comes to honoring, I think it is the thought that counts. If I end up with a grandson called Abner, I’ll take it.
Thanks for the comment! Is the Jewish initial-instead-of-a-name custom because it’s not permitted to name a child after someone still living? I’m afraid I’m terribly ignorant, but I had an idea if the honoree was still alive, you had to change the name a little bit or just use an initial. Or does it apply to relatives who have passed on as well?
Yeah I see what you mean about some names not being terrifically user-friendly. Most of them can be Anglicised though. (Darius is actually one of my favourite names).
That’s exactly it – you can’t be named after someone still living. But I think that concept filtered into more general use.
Darius is lovely, but Jadwiga translated to Hedwig, and Grazyna and Zbigniew actually don’t translate. You could substitute Grace for Grazyna – but it isn’t accurate, and it is a switch she personally dislikes. (She’s lived in the US for 30 plus years, and has her name butchered constantly.)
Am I crazy for liking Hedwig and Hedy as names? Maybe! I also find Zbiginiew rather nice. I would probably use names like that in the middle name position, but at the same time would be slightly cross with myself for caving in. After all, we live in a multicultural society, and people really should be comfortable with names from different cultures. I’m always impressed by parents who uncompromisingly call their kids Razafindrandriatsimaniry or something.
As long as the honoree is still living, they are able to tell you what they will still feel flattered by, and what they won’t. I know other women called Anna who would easily accept Anastasia, Grace and Andrew as based on their own name by sound and meaning. I wouldn’t. Maybe I’m exceptionally difficult, or maybe I have a very strong sense of history and tradition.
But the dead don’t have that luxury.
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This really speaks to me because I happen to have some of the most unfortunate names in my family tree. Here are some highlights:
Lester
Harold
Lurline
Nowana
Meddie
Binkley
I’m usually all for “inspired by” names and am probably guilty of saying something like “you can honor a LeRoy by calling the baby Ryan since it means prince,” but when it comes to an actual child of mine I can’t do it. As much as I’d like to say that little Madeline is named after her gr-aunt Meddie, I think it would feel wrong.
I can’t believe someone with a relative called Lurline actually replied!!!
I must be a complete freak, as I seem to like a lot of these “horrible, unusable” names – I wish I had a great-unce Harold so I could have an excuse to use it! I must admit Binkley is pretty dreadful though. I hadn’t even heard of Meddie and Nowana before. Wow.
I do relate to what you say, I have also paid lip service to the “any name can honour another name” idea, but I decided to be honest and say, not only can I not do it, I’d be annoyed if someone did it to me!