I've got a client called Ancilla, which is Latin for slavegirl. I can't quite think what sort of parent would look at their child for the first time and think "I'll call them Slave".
But it does raise the rather interesting question of what do you name your child? I had that experience recently with my kitten, when after much deliberation, I decided to call him Chico. I thought that was a fabulous name until, 4 weeks later, the rubber-necked yellow chicken-skinned shepherd turned up on X-Factor, and made me look even more gay than normal.
Reminds me of a very funny story a friend told me. She was sitting on a bus in Hackney as two young chav-ettes discussed what to call the new sprog. The usual Chardonnay, Mercedes and Tiramisu were mentioned before one of them said "I heard a really nice name recently... Treblinka". They both loved the name...
Now, to those of you that don't know, Treblinka was the second largest concentration camp of the Second World War, where somewhere in the region of 800,000 lost their lives. And my friend never said a word, so there may be a small chav child running around in Hackney called Treblinka. Perhaps with her baby brother Gulag.