Enjoy this classic…
Hava a royal day, won’t you!
Enjoy this classic…
Hava a royal day, won’t you!
Just for a change from the more modern music, here’s a great piece of organ music, with singing in the Dutch language.
Enjoy this version of Veni Creator Spiritus. May I suggest you put your big headphones on and play it at full blast, with maximum bass on?
Have an organic day, won’t you!
“A quarter of a century” sounds (to my ear) like a longer time than “twenty-five years.” It’s a quarter of a century since I last had cause to speak Slovene, a South Slavonic language, spoken, funnily enough, in Slovenia, ex-Yugoslavia.
How did I end up studying Slovene? Lots of reasons.
Then today I read a very thought-provoking article on the BBC News website, all about graduates coping after they finished university. It drew for me comparisons with service personnel leaving HM Forces. My Dad’s words after he left the employment of the Queen after 22 years were:
I felt like a fish out of water.
That’s how I felt in the summer of 1993. After nearly two decades in education, including kindergarten, here I was at the Job Centre.
Twenty-five years later, here I am in Germany. In life the journey is the destination.
Have a careerist day, won’t you!
The place: Bordar House Cafe, Masham, North Yorkshire.
The year: 2003.
The time: 11:00.
Sunray and I are both enjoying a 10 000 calories belly-buster. If you want to eat well in England, eat cooked breakfast three times a day.
A random stranger walks in, decides he is God’s gift to comedy.
Looks like you two are enjoying that! Is that your third one of today?
I look at Sunray. Sunray looks back at me. He nods and winks to me. Mr Comedian wants to have some fun at us. We’ll have some fun with him.
I am wearing my DDR (German Democratic Republic t-shirt).
Wie bitte? Ich hab’ überhaupt keine Ahnung was Sie sagen. Tut mir leid.
Oh, you don’t speak English. Foreigner, yeah?
I point to my DDR logo:
Ja ja ja! Bear-leen, Cher-mun-ee, ja. Sorry, my English ist not gut.
Oh right, bloody krauts, yeah?
G in G:
Ja, ja, crowd of chermans here, ja. Big crowd at ze market place, ja!
Our man finally leaves us to our maple-cured bacon, baked beans and black pudding and sup our tea in peace.
Two minutes later…
Mornin’, Sunray! Mornin’, Ginge in Germany! How are you doin’, fellas?
Ron, one of the locals, had just walked in to order his Saturday bacon sandwich and had decided to greet us.
Morning, Ron! Good to see you. Come and sit down with us.
Mr Comedian hears Sunray, me and Ron chatting away (in English). He realises the laugh is on him. He scowls. He purses his lips so tightly, that they look a cat’s anus. He curses us as he leaves the cafe.
You two tw*ts think you’re so clever, don’t you!
Sunray and I laugh uncontrollably. Ron asks:
Er, what’s the joke, fellas?
Have a Teutonic day, won’t you!
Unless you are hyperlexic, you’ll sometimes be wondering what a word means, even if you are a native speaker of English.
So to help you along, here is one of my favourite websites, which covers both British and American English.
Introducing you to Urban Dictionary.
Much to my chagrin, however, they have ceased producing the Urban Dictionary block calendar, which always used to adorn my desk at work.
Enjoy the website, and don’t be a bucket mouth!
Have a lexical day, won’t you!
So, let’s wind back twenty years to the days of 56k modems and my first internet computer. In those days I was still as much an anorak as I am these days.
Payphones a real rarity in the UK these days. I miss the old red ones that always smelt musty of phone directory and other things.
My favourite payphone even featured extensively on the news back in the late 1990’s. Here’s a link to the story. It was the USA’s remotest payphone in the Mojave Desert. I even rang it myself. (But nobody answered.)
Wikipedia wasn’t round two decades ago. It is now.
Have a deserted day, won’t you!
A mummy was found in Egypt. The archaeologists could not determine its origin. Then a Soviet advisor offered his help. The mummy was delivered to the Soviet embassy. In two hours the Soviet advisor appeared and said, “His name was Amenkhotep VIII.”
“How did you find out?”
“He confessed,” the advisor said.
Have a confessional day, won’t you!
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