I had a godmother who made herself responsible in this way for me.
He was a M. Gerson, and was going to Belgium to take his grandson to his godmother's.
They called her Nana, the pet name for Anna, which was her godmother's name.
Her godmother, who saw her all in tears, asked her what was the matter.
I must say, Godmother, that you have strange taste in choosing friends.