I love Pseu’s posts.
Her stories are always interesting and often funny. Her pictures are great. Her puns are clever. If she had a fan club I would be an enthusiastic member.
It is therefore with regret that I observe that she has succumbed to the plague of Grocer-itis that has been sweeping the UK, gathering so many in its wake.
I earnestly hope and pray that she soon recovers. 😀
Just in case you haven’t already seen it on the Dark Side, or anywhere else.
Farewell to Bellerive Oval in Hobart. A local boot manufacturer has acquired the naming rights for squillions of dollars, so this famous Tassie cricket field will now be known as the Blundstone Arena. Since their elastic sided workboots are known by all Aussies as Blunnies, that’s what it will probably come to be called.
But I am delighted to say that many people have sworn to continue to call it the Bellerive Oval; I’m one of them. Continue reading “Work-boots !!”
Consider, if you will, the following sentence –
I’m the epitome of tolerance, aren’t I?
Ignoring the veracity or otherwise of this remark, is there anything wrong with it, grammatically speaking? Continue reading “More Fun with Grammar”
Thank heavens I no longer live there. I feel very sorry and concerned for those of my rellies that still do.
Three Muslim tarts beat up a white girl, pulling her hair out and kicking her while she was on the ground, and shouting “Kill the white slag” (it’s all on video). Their defence was Islam. And the frigging judge let them go free.
Meanwhile, a slightly ‘touched’ English girl is imprisoned and her children taken away because she said things on a tram. Words – nothing more.
What a horrible cesspit of a country. A nation of politically correct apologists for Islam, motivated entirely by fear. Anyone feel like defending it?
I picked myself up and turned back to see what had tripped me.
Someone was lying face-down in the middle of the footpath, arms loosely at his side, one leg sprawled sideways. There was blood seeping from his head; he was very still. How could I have missed seeing him, I wondered? Sure, I had been thinking about what to cook for dinner while I listened to triple-M, but to be unaware of something as large as a body suggested gross inattention. I knelt to see if I could render assistance, but the poor chap looked as though he was past all help. Continue reading “My Daily Walk [December CWC]”
I believe I’ve mentioned in passing that biltong is available almost everywhere in South East Queensland (not in other States or territories), due to the large influx of Saffers into Brisbane and the surrounding area.
But I was still quite surprised this morning when we went to daughter’s for Sunday breakfast, to find her partner busy at the barbie cooking not only bacon, but also boerewors. Apparently it’s now available everywhere in SEQ, including in the large supermarkets – Woolies and Coles.
So I reckon Sipu should stop regarding Queensland as a foreign country with a strange culture. It’s merely an outpost of SA, now. 🙂
This is an aerial view of Brisbane, looking north. In the fold of the river is the area known as Kangaroo Point, where OZ lived for a few years. The big round thing is The Gabba – which is short for Woolloongabba, the suburb where it’s located. Our Cricket season traditionally starts at The Gabba – the first test of the year is always played here. Continue reading “Ready for a rout?”
I had just published my November Winner post when an impassioned cry shot down the corridor from Boadicea’s study, “You’ve made a spelling mistake; you’ve left an ‘i’ out”.
With the aplomb born of certainty, I strolled into her sanctum and replied smugly, “No I haven’t. There are only two ‘i’s in miss-chee-vus”.
“No, no,” she insisted, “miss-chee-vee-us has three ‘i’s.”
This is an error which has been perpetrated and perpetuated since the 17th century. Indeed, in South London and Surrey where Boadicea and I were raised, the latter pronunciation was commonplace, and it was only as a result of an uncomfortable encounter with my prep school headmaster that the correct version of both speech and spelling were etched into my young brain.
Mischievous has no correlation with devious, or any other words in -ious, but many assume that it has.
I wonder how many of you might say “miss-chee-vee-us” in an unguarded moment? 😀
Boadicea's Chariot 
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