Tuti Fruti

I should really introduce myself. I hesitate only because I am a trifle embarrassed by my name. Of course it is not the name I would have chosen for myself. I would have preferred something with a bit more gravitas appropriate to my feline male ego, like ‘Tiger’ or ‘Tutankhamun the Third’. But The Carers gave me this wimpish name ‘Tuti Fruti’ (Spanish spelling, no less, which, I suppose, looks marginally less frivolous than being named after an Italian ice cream), and this, I’m afraid, is what I kind of grew into during my life. Nonetheless I still intend to change my name by deed poll to Tutankhamun the Third – Tuti for short.