Australians have lounge rooms. Ours is a living room although with both dogs flaked out asleep on a sofa each it feels more like a lounging room.
My English conversation scientists have great trouble understanding Americans but did use Americanisms so I always pointed out the difference between those and proper English. Thinks like boot and trunk, tramp and bum and other words that could lead to confusion or embarrassment.
Fil-um is a legitimate regional pronunciation of a word. It's the same in Dutch and Flemish and the north east of England has long ties and common antecedents with them and the Danish and Norwegians.
One of my big dislikes at the moment is "concerning" when the speaker really means worrying, or of concern. Concerning means about or relative to or with reference to.........
And someone should smack the gob of the person or persons who perpetrate the use of gobsmacked when they mean amazed or astonished or overwhelmed which are all perfectly good words.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
Another thing I notice is the use of "this comprises of". Pick one! Estate agents are dreadful for that one and I had to have a quiet word with one of my lads recently when he used it on an Elf and Safety handout.
One thing always made me laugh in the English lesson, that was the removal of unnecessary words. My Tutor would say "The Cat ate the cream" how would you change it? After numerous accounts of the cat eating the cream or slurping it as I pointed out Miss English (yes that was her name) would say remove cat "The cream was eaten" but miss had it gone off to be thick enough to eat? we all knew the cat ate it or slurped it what was the point. As more sentences were dissected the form would be rolling on the floor laughing, Miss English had a sense of humour thank goodness which made English a lesson to enjoy.
Aa went to Blaydon Races, 'twas on the ninth of Joon, Eiteen hundred an' sixty-two, on a summer's efternoon; Aa tyuk the 'bus frae Balmbra's, an' she wis heavy laden, Away we went 'lang Collin'wood Street, that's on the road to Blaydon.
(chorus)
Ah me lads, ye shudda seen us gannin', We pass'd the foaks alang the road just as they wor stannin'; Thor wis lots o' lads an' lassies there, aal wi' smiling faces, Gannin' alang the Scotswood Road, to see the Blaydon Races.
We belonged to an advanced Armoured group alongside the German Armour with mobile Workshops so intermixed I was always taken by surprise when Rank and File German troops saluted me being a WO, our lot just called us names. At night beer would appear and a singing session commence, the lads always called me Geordie not knowing where Teesside was and the request would come Blaydon Races Geordie and after a few beers how could you refuse I often gave Geordie Ridley a blessing (not) for writing it, they always knew if I left a verse out.
Fun times though had the public known how close it came at times they may well have worried more.
My other half had 'The Parlour' now to me, being a mere commoner, that conjures up somewhere where the dairy maid works, or the milking shed, but MIL's parlour was only to be sat in, no playing and they were not allowed to take any food whatsoever in there, definitely no crumbs in The Parlour' I
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.
Food in the parlour??? Are you crazy? We had our piano in the parlour until we moved house and then we put it in the morning room. We also had our sewing room in the maids' quarters. I could go on..... The maids' staircase had no carpet...just polished wooden boards. I nearly broke my neck going sideyways into the kitchen! We definitely had no lounges!
We had a 'front room' Lyn. Only to be used on high days and holidays. At Christmas a fire was lit to expel the smell of damp and make it seem more homely. It didn't work. If my moth heard the door handle rattle to that room, she would shout "whose that going into the front ?" come out of there. The rest of the year we were all cramped into one room while the 'front room' stood still in time.
HaHa who's going into the front? A friend of mine always called theirs the "good room". She now has a "good room" in her own house! I can remember at Christmas the fire being lit and everyone under 20 being sent into the parlour where my cousin played the hip and happening tunes of the day on the piano for hours on end. I still can't hear "The long and winding road" without thinking about those happy times. We're all over the place now but when we're together we always have a chorus for old times sake!
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Australians have lounge rooms. Ours is a living room although with both dogs flaked out asleep on a sofa each it feels more like a lounging room.
My English conversation scientists have great trouble understanding Americans but did use Americanisms so I always pointed out the difference between those and proper English. Thinks like boot and trunk, tramp and bum and other words that could lead to confusion or embarrassment.
Fil-um is a legitimate regional pronunciation of a word. It's the same in Dutch and Flemish and the north east of England has long ties and common antecedents with them and the Danish and Norwegians.
One of my big dislikes at the moment is "concerning" when the speaker really means worrying, or of concern. Concerning means about or relative to or with reference to.........
And someone should smack the gob of the person or persons who perpetrate the use of gobsmacked when they mean amazed or astonished or overwhelmed which are all perfectly good words.
Another thing I notice is the use of "this comprises of". Pick one! Estate agents are dreadful for that one and I had to have a quiet word with one of my lads recently when he used it on an Elf and Safety handout.
One thing always made me laugh in the English lesson, that was the removal of unnecessary words. My Tutor would say "The Cat ate the cream" how would you change it? After numerous accounts of the cat eating the cream or slurping it as I pointed out Miss English (yes that was her name) would say remove cat "The cream was eaten" but miss had it gone off to be thick enough to eat? we all knew the cat ate it or slurped it what was the point. As more sentences were dissected the form would be rolling on the floor laughing, Miss English had a sense of humour thank goodness which made English a lesson to enjoy.
Frank.
Lantana, no trouble with this then.
Aa went to Blaydon Races, 'twas on the ninth of Joon,
Eiteen hundred an' sixty-two, on a summer's efternoon;
Aa tyuk the 'bus frae Balmbra's, an' she wis heavy laden,
Away we went 'lang Collin'wood Street, that's on the road to Blaydon.
(chorus)
Ah me lads, ye shudda seen us gannin',
We pass'd the foaks alang the road just as they wor stannin';
Thor wis lots o' lads an' lassies there, aal wi' smiling faces,
Gannin' alang the Scotswood Road, to see the Blaydon Races.
We belonged to an advanced Armoured group alongside the German Armour with mobile Workshops so intermixed I was always taken by surprise when Rank and File German troops saluted me being a WO, our lot just called us names. At night beer would appear and a singing session commence, the lads always called me Geordie not knowing where Teesside was and the request would come Blaydon Races Geordie and after a few beers how could you refuse I often gave Geordie Ridley a blessing (not) for writing it, they always knew if I left a verse out.
Fun times though had the public known how close it came at times they may well have worried more.
Frank.
Weeds are plants - so there!
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My other half had 'The Parlour' now to me, being a mere commoner, that conjures up somewhere where the dairy maid works, or the milking shed, but MIL's parlour was only to be sat in, no playing and they were not allowed to take any food whatsoever in there, definitely no crumbs in The Parlour' I
Food in the parlour??? Are you crazy? We had our piano in the parlour until we moved house and then we put it in the morning room.
We also had our sewing room in the maids' quarters. I could go on..... The maids' staircase had no carpet...just polished wooden boards. I nearly broke my neck going sideyways into the kitchen! We definitely had no lounges!
Exactly the same in our house RB?
HaHa who's going into the front?
A friend of mine always called theirs the "good room". She now has a "good room" in her own house! I can remember at Christmas the fire being lit and everyone under 20 being sent into the parlour where my cousin played the hip and happening tunes of the day on the piano for hours on end. I still can't hear "The long and winding road" without thinking about those happy times. We're all over the place now but when we're together we always have a chorus for old times sake!
We always ate our bread and honey in the parlour, but blackbirds were always a matter of concern.