"I have been Anne, Anne-Marie and Marie-Ann. I've been McManon, McMahone and McMann. I used to tell people that my Mum wanted to call me Anna and my Dad wanted to call me Marie so they compromised. It wasn't true but it seemed like a nice story.
To my Dad I'm Angie-Marie or Ange, I'm not sure why. To my brothers I was Ammy, and my Granddad adopted this too. At college my name was chanted in English as an example of iambic metre. At university I became Macca to my friends. Paul has taken to calling me Anna and somehow it doesn't sound strange. To my pupils I've been Mrs Mann, Mrs Marks or often just Miss and their parents are embarrassed because they can't spell my name.
No, it's Anna-Marie with an A and a hyphen and it's McMachon: big M, small c, big M a-h-o-n."