TrashCan: May 2012

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.

Monday, 28 May 2012

London Baby!

(go on admit it, you totally read that in Joey's voice didn't you?)

FIVE sleeps and I am hitting 'London Baby!' for a weekend of sewing, squealing, swearing and sitting as it is time for Fat Quarterly 2012.

Of course if I was an organised and competent person I would have everything all packed up and ready to take, my list of classes fully printed out and a fresh set of clean undies for just in case. To date I have one of these but luckily it is the one of which my mother would most definitely approve. I think I am doing the cutting up 100 squares of 2" fabric before sewing to back together class. And the stitchy one. And possibly the cushion cover. I know I have signed up for doing the ironing in our IronMan Challenge (Group 5 I think).

Really really looking forward to seeing a few familiar faces again and meeting a whole load of new ones.

Wednesday, 16 May 2012

David's Story - HeadSmart

This is my girl's choir mistress.

She and her son have such an important message to share.

There is the same chance of your children suffering a brain tumour as there is of them getting meningitis.

We should all be aware.

As of this week David has been given a month to live.

Monday, 14 May 2012

Elegant, severe, thin and high. My daughter's family.

Under duress my girl wrote out her Spanish revision.

She took her revenge.

It took Babelfish and some squinting (honestly WHO uses a thick felt tip/texta to write out homework?!?!) to decipher it but apparently her father is

' muy intelligente y simpatico y bastante elegante.'

Whereas I am

'alta y un poco severa pero muy divertida.'

And her brother is

'un poco molesto y muy delgado.'

Thursday, 10 May 2012

George Orwell liveth

It always makes me laugh when I call CK at work to discuss a homelife situation/issue that has arisen and I get 'workspeak' back.

I just updated him about the new gate quote and was told to 'collate all the data and we would discuss it at a convenient point tonight.'

Sunday, 6 May 2012

Making, dogs and making dogs.

Starting with the 'making'.This is my Fat Quarterly 2012 nametag for my secret partner. 26 Days til kickoff. Aaaaaak!! And then the piece I made for Jenny as part of her 'Kistch 2012' swap. TG she forgave its tardiness.

Then there was 'dogs'. My big black dog has taken to very loudly saving the world from the wood pigeons and collared doves which have taken up residence in ours and surrounding gardens this Spring. I watched him standing out in the gale-force winds for 20 minutes the other day.

Can you see what he is staring at?

Stupid bloody pigeonydove bird.

And finally there is the 'making dogs' bit. I gave My Assistant a haircut last week and turns out you can get TWO dogs from one clipping session!

Saturday, 5 May 2012

Not only craft but art.

My new friend, Liz, made these.

They were once blankets fom her mother's house. She dyed and felted them.

And beaded those stunning blackberries.

And as a result of her amazing artistic eye and cleverness with needle and thread there are two amazing new pieces of 'crart' in the world.

Friday, 4 May 2012

I am not well :-(

Today I have a cold. A 'crappy scritchy throat, pained sinuses, blocked ears and sneezing' kind of cold. I feel there is insufficient sympathy being provided at my house. I am opening the options if anyone wants to chip in. All 'poor thing's and 'there, there's welcome.