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.









Wednesday, 3 December 2008

Aren't they pretty?

One of the things I enjoy about my unintentional collection is the memory attached to each jug.



This is a Burleigh Pottery jug and I bought it last year when I took my mother up to Stoke to The Potteries.






Having meandered around a residential area we finally arrived at the Burleigh pottery (right next to the canal) only to find the factory closed. Being the cheery kind we consoled ourselves with a visit to the shop.

Oh! and what a shop. It was like something from a Country Living shoot - old wooden panelled factory building, chalky colours on the walls, tables overflowing with beautiful china in an array of gorgeous colours, shapes and patterns. At one end several wicker chairs were dotted around an open fire while at the other a counter was laid with tea and coffe and homemade cake.

*le sigh* I could have stayed in there for hours.



This one is also from that trip to Stoke and the experience could not have been more different.




The shop was on a corner of a very busy road with a train bridge running overhead. The carpark was full of dog muck and the sign over the front of the squat 1980s box of a building was smashed and broken. The room was crammed with metal shelving containing every pattern Portmerion produce and quite honestly I don't think my mother could have been happier! But do you know I fell for this one as soon as I saw it. The colours and the shape both demanded my attention.



I don't know any history for this one. It came to live here on the hill from my m-i-l's house. There is a fancypants plate that goes with it. Every time I use this I think of her.






I bought myself this one. It felt very decadent!




This is a Susie Watson jug. Beautiful shape, gorgeous pattern, crubbish 'pour' on it. I don't use this very often but I still love it.

10 comments:

Katy said...

oooh, that first one, I think that should belong to me actually!

Rachel said...

Oh yes they are pretty! I rather love jugs also (my husband has got great milage out of the possible double ententres there!) and have a bit of a collection myself, in fact, I might even go and take some piccies to put on my blog too!
:)

Marie said...

Having lived in Stoke for 4 years I'm now trying to mentally picture where all those places are! LOL.

Lovely jugs (oo-er). I think the last one is my fave though.

xMx

April said...

pretty!! Especially the second one down

April xx

Gina said...

Not sure I should say this... but great jugs missus!

Lucy Locket-Pocket said...

Fab jugs! Maybe one day I'll show you mine!!!!!

Locket xxx

jubilee said...

I am loving that last jug!

(You were above me in roll call this morning, so I thought I'd stop by and say "hi.")

lauren said...

ya know, being american, i sort of took it the wrong way when one of the commenters on the above post (i read them in reverse order when there are two...which causes many merry mix-ups!) said "nice jugs!" but now i get it! and PHWOOOOORRRR...she was right: they *are* lovely!!! :)

Moogsmum said...

The flowery one is mine!!

That Locket is being a bit crude isn't she?...

xxx

Stacey said...

Way back when I too was a self exiled antipodean in the UK, I had many trips to the potteries. Its a funny collection of towns, all run together isn't it?
Spode was always my favourite. I remember it always took twice as long to get home as to get there as I'd be driving so carefully on the B roads to ensure nothing was broken.