They weren't exactly what you'd call a Darby and Joan.

But around this time, at my sister's engagement party, I met a seventeen-year-old girl called Joan.

"Well, for your information, the dark one's called Joan and the fair one Eva."

He called Joan at about eight o'clock, went below himself, and fell into a doze.

And we've come to say that that cook - woman called Joan - went down to the police this morning.

A woman called Joan, who apparently expects to own the castle soon, is amongst them.

Julian shut and locked the garden door and called Joan.

She called Joan three more times, less because she expected an answer, but to hear her sister's voice.

I called Joan probably a dozen times this week.

Kenny," called Joan in the darkness, "is it really you?