Evening all - hope all are well. I love a near-expletive - my Grandmother’s favourite was “bother!”, which made me laugh as I was never quite sure if it was an innocent remark or a clever variation on a swear. My Grandfather had some ‘mystery’ sayings, which I thought was him muttering in Welsh when I was little, I now know they were Welsh swear words!
Changing the subject, how is this for an ironic/insensitive name choice for a Daffodil...
Reminds me of the time when I was 5 or 6 and fascinated by words and was dancing around in the garden singing made up rhyming words (a bit like Rumplestiltskin?).
At that age (and having led a very sheltered life on a farm) I had no idea that some of the words I was making up already existed and were, in Ma’s opinion, very rude indeed. I had the only spanking that I can remember in my life, and a strong sense of injustice was kindled.
Beware of jumping to conclusions ... think it’s my theme of the day
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
I love the way you step aside and point at us HF. He started it Pat! Cool and wet but thankfully still here. Too much to do and too little time ....so here I am talking to you.
Morning all! Afternoon Pat, morning Dove, Hope everyone has a lovely weekend ahead, I'm at work, but only until 12pm so not so bad. PP, in hysterics at new vowels! A long time ago I started describing a certain type of person as tatty scroat, not a real swear but you get the picture, it has caught on and others use it too! Fairy what news have I missed with your hedgehog family? have they moved into your house? By the looks of the picture they appear quite at home!
I'm reminded of a story I was told about my childhood. When I was young ( pre-primary ) I used the word " bugger" and my Mother said " You're not using words like that indoors, If you're going to use language like that you can get out" Later my Mother went out to hang washing on the line and I was stood at the bottom of the garden with my back to her muttering "bugger, bugger , bugger" She ignored me but, I'm told , I turned round and saw her ignoring me so I turned back and raised my voice " BUGGER ,BUGGER ,BUGGER". She abandoned her washing as she couldn't hold back laughter any longer.
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I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Changing the subject, how is this for an ironic/insensitive name choice for a Daffodil...
I'll always be a lark FG but there are times when I can be a twit too.
“It's still magic even if you know how it's done.”
Morning all. Raining here and lots and lots to come this weekend. Will the lake be filled at last?
Reminds me of the time when I was 5 or 6 and fascinated by words and was dancing around in the garden singing made up rhyming words (a bit like Rumplestiltskin?).
At that age (and having led a very sheltered life on a farm) I had no idea that some of the words I was making up already existed and were, in Ma’s opinion, very rude indeed. I had the only spanking that I can remember in my life, and a strong sense of injustice was kindled.
Beware of jumping to conclusions ... think it’s my theme of the day
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
He started it Pat!
Cool and wet but thankfully still here.
Too much to do and too little time ....so here I am talking to you.
Hope everyone has a lovely weekend ahead, I'm at work, but only until 12pm so not so bad.
PP, in hysterics at new vowels!
A long time ago I started describing a certain type of person as tatty scroat, not a real swear but you get the picture, it has caught on and others use it too!
Fairy what news have I missed with your hedgehog family? have they moved into your house? By the looks of the picture they appear quite at home!
When I was young ( pre-primary ) I used the word " bugger" and my Mother said " You're not using words like that indoors, If you're going to use language like that you can get out"
Later my Mother went out to hang washing on the line and I was stood at the bottom of the garden with my back to her muttering "bugger, bugger , bugger"
She ignored me but, I'm told , I turned round and saw her ignoring me so I turned back and raised my voice " BUGGER ,BUGGER ,BUGGER".
She abandoned her washing as she couldn't hold back laughter any longer.