Earlier in the day I was searching for Freemans in the 1911 census, as you do. And I opened up one image, glanced over it and then saved it.
And then zoomed in . . . and in . . . until I could clearly see the entry "Freak Freeman". Honest! And it was written by his father. Charming, I thought!
Even knowing that the boy's name was Frederick, it took me ages to work out, with the aid of the built-in magnifier, that it actually said "Fredk".
Once I'd stopped giggling, I submitted the correction!