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(The not-so-secret diary of life and stuff in a hilltop town)
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.
Sunday, 9 March 2008
Perhaps suicide professionally but so much fun!! ** edited
Blogger ate the html that gave me the graphic which outlined how many five year olds I could take in a fight. But believe me, it was 24!
** I found the html code hiding and whupped its skinny arse back here -
Well I'm rubbish - I can only manage 13. So as I work in a class of 4-5 year olds, please can someone else come and help me. Once we've knocked them into touch, I can offer tea and flapjacks to the winners (ie us)
7 comments:
Hee hee!! May be as well not to communicate this impressive fact to your 'clients'!!!!
I'd be surprised if I could manage more than three - unless it was a shouting fight!!
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I did that quiz-thing. It said I could only take on 14, and the blogger who's site it was on called me a wuss.
:-(
x
Never mind Kitty. Come for a visit and I'll learn you some pointers
;-))
Now Trashy, you really are quite bonkers you know! Totally, stark, staring bonkers! How fab is that????
Apparently I could take 16. But I think that might actually be an overestimate. I'm sure in reality I'd just cower in a corner :o)
VCxx
Well I'm rubbish - I can only manage 13. So as I work in a class of 4-5 year olds, please can someone else come and help me. Once we've knocked them into touch, I can offer tea and flapjacks to the winners (ie us)
i bet i could take 30+ but then, does it have to be a *FAIR* fight??! :)
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