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, 15 June 2011

horses and boats

Have been sorting through old paper pics recently.

Threw out a MAHOOSIVE number of prints and negatives.

Kept some to be gifted to the person in the picture. Others because they spoke to my heart.


Boats on the water appeal to my flight instinct. There seems to be an inherent freedom to them even when anchored has been weighed.





These pictures where all taken a bazillion years ago in the early '90s. I spent an afternoon with a friend at her job on an Arab stud.







5 comments:

unmitigated me said...

Her job on an Arab stud? SOunds interesting. Missing a word, maybe?

trash said...

Hahaha ... went back and tried pairing it with 'horse' and then 'farm'. Those actually made it sound worse!

Carol said...

Hello Trash. You left a comment on our blog at www.homschlr4ever-loveandlunchmoney.com, but I couldn't trace it back to you because you had the URL wrong in your comment. Was that intentional? If not, you may want to check your link to your name... :-)

Thimbleanna said...

Hahaha -- I'm laughing at your Arab stud sentence too -- you always crack me up!!!

Betty said...

Beautiful Arab studs!
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