Trash Towers Dictionary

a/c - art crap. CK's fond term for the means of assuaging my addictions.

BSD - Been Seen Done. Devised while travelling the Great Ocean Road on CK's first Australian trip. Every lookout point was as fabulous as the previous and we got a little bit magnificenced out so rather than pull in we would shout BSD and keep driving.

Now general usage for when a situation is over or beyond repair.

bob - noun. Princess Curly- Wurly's word meaning all sweets, chocolate and yummy things.

blurry - (pr. to rhyme with hurry) Sth African/Zimbabwean term and my favourite polite swearword. Means kind of like bloody but usuable in mixed company. See 'Feck' & 'Eejit'

eejit - Irish term meaning 'idiot'. Suitable for use in polite company. Used by my Aunt Marion.

feck - Irish term used by my Aunt Marion so it cannot be rude!

ho-ho -(pr. with a short o). Zimbabwean word for bugs.

lani - (sp?) Sthn African word - means posh, expensive, elegant, stylish.

La Villa de Lamaca - (translates from Ital. as The houseof snails. My 'green' house out in the garden with all my a/c (ref: above) stuff in it. Built by CK and Babyman for me. CK lost his fingerprints over it. I cannot actually get in there at the moment!

lubbard - derived from 'beloved'. Devised by my then two y.o. son b/c unlike his sister he could not say 'Mother Beloved'. Usually prefaced by a noun.

OfStEd - Office for Standards in Education. Bossy civil servants who would like to see every child in formal, full-time education from birth.

Q.I. - Quite interesting.

terence - sobriquet applicable to all small children. Originated with one 'borrowed' child who could not pronounce ' terrorist' .

TG - exclamation. Thank God! An interesting choice for the dictionary of a recovering Catholic but is a phrase used by my Irish family and is now deeply fixed in my conversational repetoire. (reference also PG - Please God).

TGTH - The Great Trip Home. Alt. known as 'How I spent Christmas and N.Y 2008.









Saturday, 15 September 2007

Laugh? I'm nearly crying!

Aaah Vicious Chicken! The world would be a much poorer place without your stunning intellect - of course it was the font colour. I can't believe it took me three nights and nearly three days to correct such a simple problem. And I was getting very cross too, esp. as I was unable to contact BloggerSupportHose. Imagine their faces when telling the bloggingly-challenged moron to "turn the power on!"

Monkee Maker - a secret blog! What a terrific idea, I may just revert to that.

But about the knitting .... I am trying to finish the hats for the tropical family who are arriving in about two months. The first one is all done and may fit my niece if the New Guinea Head Hunters get to her. My second hat has now been ripped back down to its band about two hundred times (really, no exaggeration). It is all my own fault. Having had success with the first heart pattern (which I followed religiously) I made up a pirate pattern to put on the front of the next one. It is driving me crazy. Am thinking I may give up intarsia all together.

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