Archive for December, 2008


I’ve Got A Winner!

4 December 2008

Judith, my sister in England, won a small prize from me for posting the 500th comment since I’d started this blog last year.  So she announced that she’d provide a prize for the 600th comment – a goodie bag from Yorkshire.  I think she’s enjoyed looking around for items and has had it all ready to go for a couple of weeks. 

But nearly complete silence in the comments department for the last week or so.  (Note to self:  must lift my game)   I even thought of writing something REALLY controversial to stir you all up but that felt like cheating.  I write about what I want to write about at the time.  Sometimes boring to other people, sometimes a little controversial. 

Anyway, we eventually made it to the 600th comment and in the next day or so, a package will be winging its way from Harrogate to Sydney to the home of Mary-Helen.  

And it couldn’t have gone to a more worthy person (though I’m not sure she’d like me to call her ‘worthy’).  She was one of my first knitting friends in Sydney and “pimped” my blog on the day it went live.  Through her I’ve made lots of other friends.  She’s bright, funny, kind and (I’m sorry, M-H, but I have to say it ) blunt.  And that’s what I like about her.  In fact, she could have come from Yorkshire herself – definitely “calling a spade a spade” sort of person. 

Do let me see what’s in the parcel when you get it.






Let’s Call A Spade A Spade

1 December 2008

My family comes from Yorkshire which is a County in England known for its blunt speaking.  They call a spade a spade (unless of course it’s a bl**dy shovel).  That may be why I particularly dislike euphemisms, 

I was reminded of this when reading so many stories lately of children being bullied at school, some to the point where they’ve committed suicide.  But when you read the details, they tell a different story.   Being waylaid on your way home and beaten up by groups of older boys is NOT bullying.  Calling it bullying implies that this is childlike behaviour, unacceptable of course and sometimes very disturbing, but it’s used as a form of control over another child.  Beating the shit out of a child is at the very least assault.

Then we have “execution” as in “the terrorist executed one of the hostages”.  No – he murdered him.

And passed away/passed on/passed over.  What’s wrong with “died”?  

The American Government has come up with a whole new load of euphemisms which are quite breathtaking in their audacity, the worst probably being “rendition”.  This apparently means to forcibly remove people from one country, take them to another country outside the jurisdiction of the American legal system and torture them.  But I suppose they couldn’t say that, could they?