TrashCan: Where the fault truly lies.

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.

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Where the fault truly lies.

Dear blog,

it isn't you. No, really. It isn't me either. We have been without a proper computer for nearly nine weeks and I have been using CK's tablet and quite frankly I hate it. And I think it hates me.

It won't upload the photos I ask it to, it skips spaces, replaces letters and removes words altogether sometimes. So dear blog you are not forgotten. I have tried on several occasions to share pictures from Scotland, My Assistant's new haircut and a little of the craftiness that has been going on but I can't. One day though blog, one day...

6 comments:

smalltownme said...: My apple devices hate blogger.; 8 November 2012 2:43 pm
Thimbleanna said...: And when that day comes, we'll be waiting. I can't wait to see pictures from Scotland (you know, my little obsession) so please don't forget them!; 8 November 2012 5:18 pm
Annie said...: How frustrating!; 8 November 2012 8:24 pm
Chocolate Cat said...: Grrr..... Nothing more annoying than when you have something to say and you are not able!; 8 November 2012 10:23 pm
Moogsmum said...: I find blogger enough of a challenge these days without the technology getting in the way! Hope you're soon re-equipped and back to full blogging capacity - your absence had been noted ;o)

xxx; 9 November 2012 6:49 pm
Nan Sheppard said...: I know what Santa needs to bring you for Christmas!! If you can wait that long!; 13 November 2012 9:36 pm