TrashCan: Ninth birthday.

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.

Monday, 26 November 2007

Ninth birthday.

Hard as it is for me to believe, my so pretty girl baby is growing up into this poised elegant looking creature.

We have had sad times.

And happy ones.

There have been tricky moments.

And elegant ones.

Some days have been industrious.

Others indolent.

But my best and my favourite are the laughing ones.

Happy Birthday Princess Curly-Wurly!

2 comments:

Lucy Locket-Pocket said...: A HUGE happy birthday to Princess Curly-Wurly! We've missed you Mrs Trashcan so glad to see you will be back among us again! It will seem strangely quiet for you now but at least you've got Christmas to look forward to!!! (Hahahhahahhahahah); 26 November 2007 11:10 am
Kitty said...: Happy Birthday to your Princess. She looks lovely.

Can you smell the hormones yet? No.1 is 10½ and the odour of imminent hormones fills the air - tis scary :-O

Take care :-); 26 November 2007 11:21 am