My (Swedish) mother-in-law gave me this coffee cup some time ago. Fortunately, since I married John almost 21 years ago, I seldom have a day without a Swede! Mind you, since we moved to the UK 10 years ago, there have been several days... weeks, even... without sunshine!
I was once foolhardy enough to ask her why she and her husband chose to give their son a name like John, when neither of them could pronounce their Js. Her retort was swift and defiant: "Hiss name iss Yon, it's you who can't say it!"
I was duly chastised.