Actually, in a way, almost yes.
My late brother, a genealogist, almost came to the conclusion that I might have been the last Llangotic, but not quite. On the other hand, back in the early 60s, my first wife and I lived in a flat carved out of a biggish house owned by Bill and Violet Royce. Bill and I fantasized going to the works, challenged at the works gate and saying 'He's Royce. I'm Rolls' or vice versa
Mike