So one of the issues that rears it's somewhat ugly head with our little group is that of pronunciation.
Being English, arrogant, short of patience and long on sarcasm I am of the opinion that my command of the English language is of course perfect.
American-English...well, that's another story. It was during one of our very stimulating covnersations regarding British foodstuffs that the confusion arose.
I was doing my level best to describe the wonders of very English dessert of Spotted Dick and custard http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spotted_dick (see Steve's very interesting dissertation on the origins of this dish)...and one of our regular members, Malieka, was in disbelief that there was a dish of that name. She thought the very idea disgusting. Of course she was convinced that I was talking about a dish of "Spot Of Dick"....hence the confusion.
Language is a bugger is it not?
Our conversation then delved into the relative merits of pussies and fanny packs and their usage and there was no way back after that..sigh!
Oh well I am sure we will sweep this little misunderstanding under the proverbial carpet and will be back tomorrow for more stimulating, phalic ridden conversation at coffee tomorrow..can hardly wait.
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