Sunday, 31 January 2010

Project 365 – Week Four

Another week down, 7 more photos done.  Actually, a lot more than seven photos taken but 7 shared.  Some days I’m brimming with inspiration and taking loads of photos (yesterday for example, lots of sights seen) and other days…well, a lot less so.  Some more internal shots this week.  My camera doesn’t cope and regardless of what settings I use – the colours just don’t represent.  Oh well.
So here is my week, in photos.  No theme this week but I have just realised Wednesday and Thursday are both of shoes.  I like shoes.  I don’t have a shoe fetish.  Just a note.

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23.01.10.  Monmouth coffee at Borough Markets.  The best coffee in London.  Had I been here earlier, the queues really would have been stretching around the corner. 

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24.01.10.  Morning walk with friends through Battersea Park.  London’s Peace Pagoda.

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25.01.10.  Adult apple & elderflower juice with dinner (adult only because I was drinking from a wine glass)

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26.01.10.  Australia day, and the best I came up with is a screen shot of my favourite iPhone app.  This game (bejewelled blitz) is seriously addictive!

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27.01.10.  Mud caked on my winter trainers after a exhausting boot camp session.  My trainers fared well – my clothes were as muddy as.  Something about working out in those conditions that appeals to my inner child.

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28.01.10.  Bowling with friends after work.  My feet are at 6 o’clock.  I didn’t win but I wasn’t surprised! 9 o’clock one.

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29.01.10.  Escalators at Angel Tube Station. The longest in the underground.  My first few shots were out of focus so I was a fair bit down it by now.

How was your week?  If you were to capture it in photos, what would we see?

Previous weeks:
Week One
Week Two
Week Three
Flickr Set

Friday, 29 January 2010

Wet cup of pants anyone??

Happy Friday!  This is one of those random, slightly distracted posts.  Coffee is really on my mind right now. Contributing reasons are (a) that it is Friday and (b) I drank last night (yeah, fail - so much for a dry January).
Not much else is on my mind.  But coffee - it's there in several ways, so that is what you are getting from me today. 

latte Art
{pic from PoYang}

Here are just some of the coffee related thoughts occupying my mind right now. They're not really related but I'll try and get them out there. Feel free to correct me/laugh at me/ wonder for my sanity etc.


1. Firstly, I think milky coffee drinks are as follows:
Cappuccino - 1/3 coffee, 1/3 milk, 1/3 froth, finished with a choc dusting
Café Late - 2/6 coffee, 3/6 milk and 1/6 foam
Flat white or Americano w milk- 1/3 coffee, 2/3 milk
This comes from making many coffees (behind bars and in cafés) and drinking many many more. It also comes from a coffee course I did a while back as a group bonding day (I recommend, just not at night, or a night before some uni exams)


2. Secondly, I'm a simple cappuccino girl. Regular size, regular milk, regular finish (cocoa powder). Aside from Christmas time when I can get gingerbread lattes at Starbucks.


3. Thirdly, my boss doesn't have chocolate on his cappuccino. I've tried, but I just can't understand it. It is like all my quota of understanding is used on other, more important, things that despite trying and trying again I just don't get this. At all.


4. Fourthly, several of my other colleagues order wet cappuccinos. I don’t really get this. In trying to understand it, I thought about the alternative. A dry cap. Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm. Ground coffee beans and milk powder anyone?. That would be a dry one, right? Yuk. Turns out a wet one has more milk, less foam. A dry one is a normal one. Why not then order a latte people? Seriously. A wet capp? Are you guys on board with this? Have you heard of this?


5. Fifthly, we mostly all drink cappuccinos (both wet and dry) around here. Every day. At 10.30ish. The ish bit comes from the fact that we have to wait in line for our capps. And whilst waiting in line, we discuss all manner of things - weather, world politics, travel plans, the economy (we work in a bank) and stuff. Fitting neatly into this "stuff" category was this morning's conversation. After all individually ordering our drinks (cappuccinos), the conversation with two of my colleagues went a little something like this:

C1 (to me): Did you order a cappuccino? A cup-of-chino?
SS: How'd you guess? Yes, I ordered a cup-of-chino
C2: Hehe. Aren't chinos those golf pants that people wear?
SS: Yep,
C1: Hehe. You ordered a cup-o-pants. Enjoy that.
(keeping in mind that Aussies think of pants as trousers, English think of them as undies)

6. Sixthly, C1 and C2, whilst laughing at me for ordering a cup-o-pants, seemingly forgot what they had ordered - a skinny and a fat wet cup-o-pants. Enjoy those, sunshines!


How do you drink your coffees? Are you in the wet-cup-o-pants camp? Chocolate on a cap? Set me straight - what is right, what is wrong?

Thursday, 28 January 2010

Ten on Tuesday 15 - the Thursday edition

So Tuesday was Australia day and I got all caught up in that so I didn’t get to the my ten questions.  Or, Chelsea’s ten questions.  Or, really, they are Lisa’s ten questions.  Anyway, I didn’t get to them until now.  But here they are.



1. What accomplishment are you most proud of?
Ok, I’ve found this question really hard and initially skipped it.  I was having a conversation the other day with a colleague about how we are pretty well compensated for a job I suspect most people could do and was reasonably straight forward.  He pointed out it seemed straight forward to us because we all studied for four years at uni and two years post grad and have trained our brains to think a certain way and notice certain patterns etc.  He has a point, so I would say I am proud of my studies, and balancing them with working and having a great life.  But a lot of us do that, so I’m not sure if it is justified.

I would also say I am proud of my relationship with my immediate family – my Dad, my Step-mum, my brother and my step-brother.  We’re a tight knit unit and we’ve got each others backs.  I’ve seen and heard many a horror story where step parents and step siblings etc don’t work so well.  I always refer to my step-mum as Lynne, because my Mum was mum but I can’t imagine her not being in my life in this role.  I don’t think of her son as my step-brother, but another brother.  What’s that saying?  Brother from another mother? Yep.  So I think my relationships with them, and my Dad, and Simon is something I am proud of.

2. How much did you weigh when you were born?
This is a sore point.  I've asked Dad so many times and never got a straight answer.  Simon was 3.28kg (and born at 3.28pm) and that is all Dad can tell me.  Darn Dads, hey!  I'm sure Mum knew and I'm sure it is written somewhere but I just don't know.

3. What is your favorite perfume? 
Sensuous - Elizabeth Arden.  Light and lovely.  I've loads though but that is my every day one. I wish I could send you a smell of it down the line, but alas - that is not yet possible.


4. How many siblings do you have?
Two brothers.  See question one.
 
5. How many children would you like to have? (Or how many do you have?)
2 or 3.  In an ideal world, 3 with the middle one being of the opposite sex to the oldest and youngest.  Clearly, it's not up to me and I'll be thankful for whatever He has in store.


6. What’s the best class you took in college?
Italian.  I did it for a semester as a non-related subject.  My  degree (business) had several electives, but you had to do at least two that were from outside your faculty and not related to your degree.  Something about "well rounded citizens".  So I did human communication and Beginners Italian for the tourist.  Got some basics out of it and loved the varied assessment (including ordering in Italian at a local Italian restaurant).

7. What was your favourite game to play when you were a child? 
Barbie charms the world was huge, mainly because I didn’t have it but my friend did.  We played lots of Rummikub too. I love that game still.

8. What character on Friends are you most like?
…Monica…

9. Are you a phone person? (ie: Do you like talking on the phone?)
Yes.  Sometimes.  Sort of.  Maybe not so much?  With some people, I really am but I guess not overall.  Still, I wish it was cheaper to phone home.

10. What was the best vacation you ever took?
I’ve been really lucky – there have been loads of great trips – some exotic and some local.  The one I am most grateful for was over Easter 1991.  Beach house.  Family.  Mum.  (she passed away soon after, not unexpectedly).

{pic from Always13}

Play along if you will.  I think I'm most interested in hearing your proudest acheivement or favourate vaction (where and why!)

Wednesday, 27 January 2010

It's the simple things.

  Bowl of clouds
*  It's the snugginess of my doona in the morning;

*  It's the brilliant water pressure in my morning shower;

* It's the smell of fresh coffee brewing;

*  It's the music that evokes so many emotions and brings back so many memories on my ipod during my commute;

*  It's the smiles and chat and banter that greets me when I get to work;

*  It's the work that challenges me and intriques me in equal measure;

*  It's the waterways I get to see daily, giving me a feeling of freedom, despite being where I really am;

*  It's the emails and text messages from friends back home that make me feel like I'm not really so far away;

*  It's the sun and the clouds which I am forever looking to when I daydream;

*  It's the spontaneous plans with good friends, made better through shared circumstances;

*  It's the surprising, intriguing and just plain odd sights and people that London constantly throws at me;

*  It's the increasing amount of greenery about me, a sure thing that Spring is on its way;

*  It's the feeling of complete and utter exhaustion after a good work out that makes me feel like I have given everything I have (and then some);

*  It's the roof over my head in a flat that I love;

*  It's the cup of tea my housemate makes for me of a night;

*  It's the photos in my room of places I've been and people I've seen;

*  It's the words I read, that others have put so much time, thought and effort into, that allow me to learn and laugh;

*  It's the postcards I receive that please me so;

*  It's the late night phone calls with my parents (time differences you see…);

*  It's the combination of it all that really makes my heart beat a little louder.


It really is the simple things that make my life one that I love.  What are the things that make your life so?

(this post was inspired by Christina's call out on the simple things over at Soul Aperture . She's posted hers today as well).

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

Happy Australia Day!

Today marks the 222nd anniversary of the colonisation of the great land that Captain Cook had previously discovered.  Without being jingoistic, I’m proud to be Australian and to call Australia home.

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And I’d be proud if I’d made those cupcakes!  But alas, no, I’ve done nowt.  In honour of Australia day, I’ll be heading out for dinner with some Aussie friends for Vietnamese tonight. This seemingly random act does actually make sense as Melbourne has a thriving Vietnamese population with a few special Vietnamese restaurant strips. 

If I was in Australia today, I’d be kicking back with friends for a bbq, listening to the Triple J Hottest 100 countdown and enjoying the Summer. 

In honour of Australia day, I’m sharing with you some pics from my parents part of Australia (their farm).  Some are from when I was home last September, some from before I left and all of them make me smile.

Family - Fraser

Lazy Susan

The weekend has been and gone and it was a perfectly lazy.  Not lazy as in didn't leave the house kind (altough they can be good to) but lazy as in leisurely and laid back.  I lucked out and both my housemates were away for the weekend so I had the flat all to myself  (note:  I get on well with the housemates and I wouldn't want to live alone but every so often it really is luxe to be by myself at home).
  • I got all wet and muddy and puffed out at my British Military Fitness Class (think bootcamp) class on Saturday morning.
  • I wandered and enjoyed the Borough markets solo on Saturday arvo.
  • I cooked myself a feast with the vegies and herbs I'd purchased for dinner, whilst catching up on my fav shows on Saturday night.
  • I walked and talked for 7 miles along the Thames and through Battersea Park on Sunday morning with friends.
  • I then walked and talked with mostly the same friends through the shops and at Starbucks in the arvo (ok, we just talked at Starbucks, didn't really walk!)
  • I then talked and ate and watched DVDs with another friend Sunday night (Atonement - mixed thoughts on it, will share another time).

It really was a delightful weekend for the mix of indulgence and exercise, company and solitude and because.  Just because.

And now, I'm typing this at work as I eat lunch (seared tuna steak and salad from the L9 cafe), in between calculating the IR and HF Greeks.  In English, that is Delta, Gamma and Vega for interest rates and hedge fund transactions.  Does that English explanation help you? No?  Me neither :-)

And in honour of said greeks

Greece
Thanks to Amplified Photography for the pictures of Greece, which now very much registers on my travel to do this year

Oh, and the title?  I was lazy and my real name is Susan (although I go by Sue, or Simons Sista (seriously - his mate's call refer to me as sis)
 
How were your weekends?  Equally as enjoyable I hope?  What's your setting as you type away now?

Sunday, 24 January 2010

Project 365 - Week Three

This week began with me up North, in Yaaawkshire (actually, it is Yorkshire but I wanted to try and spell it phonetically.  Phonetic for those that speak with the endearing Yorkshire accent).  Then I came home, and got tired, so Monday was, well.. Uninspired?  You’ll see, and you can judge.

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16.01.10.  Whitby, north England.  A beautiful sea side town.  I rested the camera on the rail on the bridge we were crossing to get this one as my hand held shots were just not steady enough.
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17.01.10.  This seagull is showing Captain Cook no respect!! Captain Cook is a Whitby born explorer who happened to discover Australia.  There is a tiny replica of one of his boats, the Endeavour a top a mast.

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18.01.10.  Monday.  I didn’t take a pic until late in the day.  Almost an afterthought really!  This is some Lego I was gifted for my birthday last year.  My 28th, but never too old for this.  I set them up on some lids of white media storage boxes to keep the background clean. Judge away for the lack of inspiration (and my camera’s inability to take non noisy shots inside!)

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19.01.10.  Tower Bridge, London enroute home after a dinner out with friends.  Again, same as in last week.  I need to take the time to really stop and take my night shots.  Get my tripod (it’s only a gorilla grip) out if need be.  Still, I like this shot as it shows a true London icon from a different angle.

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20.01.10.  Kennington Tube station.  An integral part of my commute.  This was enroute to work, so around 7.45am?

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21.01.10.  A bound tree at Canary Wharf.  Closer up than the pic last week.  I’m a sucker for fairy lights in trees.

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22.01.10.  Colourful water fountains in some gardens at Canary Wharf.  Teal is one of my fav colours so I couldn’t not snap these! It took a few shots to capture actual streams of water and not just teal blobs.  Darkness and a moving target made the shot hard.  I also spent a lot of time focussing on just the one fountain but on review, I liked this pic the most, showing a few more.

Friday, 22 January 2010

Weekends away - Whitby

Another Friday is upon us…

Paths on Friday tend to lead to the weekend I couldn’t be happier! I have no grand plans particularly – a boot camp class on Saturday, a walk with some friends on Sunday, some books, dvds and mooching the rest of the time – and I’m really looking forward to it all.  I’ve got Atonement to watch this weekend.  Anyone seen it?  Thoughts?

Last weekend was a different story though!  Up early Saturday to head north, to the North Yorkshire Moors with some friends.  We caught a train to York, hired a car and head out on the highway.  Or Motorway as they call them here.  Or, actually, the A roads for where we were going. 

We took the scenic route to the coast and north to Whitby, stopping at Bridlington, Flambourough and Scarbourough (of Scarborough Fair fame).  Sunday we came back a different scenic route, over the moors through many a small village, returning to London late Sunday night. 

It really was a glorious weekend in so many senses  - good friends, good food and really good fun (some laughs I’ll share with you soon, if I can find the files I need!).  Sunday morning I got up before dawn for what turned out to be an underwhelming sunrise but the views throughout the day were amazing. And there was such a contrast - we went from playing on the beach to playing on the snow! 
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  (first 4 pics just above taken around sun up in Whitby.  Pic 5 & the garden path pic taken at Sutton Bank at sun down)

Colour Quiz


I came across this colour quiz (over at Brick City Love) and have to share it…

I don't pride myself on my colour awareness etc but I do love quizzes so I was straight onto it.


It uses a golf scoring (lower is better) and I scored 7 - how did you go? Not a perfect result but after 11 hours in front of my computer screens at work, I was happy with it. I do wish it would tell us which ones we got wrong though - I'm hoping I aced the third bar. That is where my heart really is!

How did you go?  Which bar holds your favourite colours?

Wednesday, 20 January 2010

New York

It's now been 18 months since my first and only visit to New York.  I had a week there, staying solo at the Gershwin and it truly was one of the most amazing and inspiring weeks I've ever had.  I met a sweet Aussie at the hotel, Georgie, who I'd have breakfast with each morning at a local deli (bagel and iced coffee) before we both went our own ways, coming back together for the night time.  Despite hanging with Georgie, and being in THE metropolis, it was a week of blissful solitude.

Whilst I was ready to leave after a week, I always knew I had unfinished business there and will one day return. May that day come soon! please...  (Ok, I know I could just jump on a plane but I'm waiting for one of my aussie besties to save some pennies and meet me there.  I've given her this year, otherwise I'm going solo).

And New York, it seems, is all around me.  Last night I headed out to a NY inspired bar/restaurant, Prohibition, for dinner and drinks with friends.

At dinner we discussed the new Sex and the City movie - I flippantly said I wanted to go to NY to see it as that was where I had seen the first.

And then, summing it all up so well is Miss Alicia Keys' Empire State of Mind Part II.  I just can't get enough of it.  I love it.  I really really really like part I but this part II.  Wow.  It had me at "ooooooohhh New York"

Here's a live version I'm really digging right now.



Any songs that just really hit the spot for you?  Or places you are craving a return (or first visit) to?

Ten on a Tuesday - 14 - books

Tuesday = Ten more things.  This week, they're all about books.  The questions come from Kim over at Books n Moore via Chelsea at Roots and Rings. Chelsea posts the questions from Monday so I answer ahead of time, saving posting until after she does so I can link to the question provider as well.  Today though, it looks weird because we have some very similar answers.  I think I'll find this accross quite a few of the respondents.

1. Favorite book(s) when you were a child and why?

Seven Little Australians - it just really struck a chord with me - I'm not really sure why.
The Baby Sitters Club books (the original ones, not the Little Sister Series or the Super Specials so much although they were ok too)  Who didn't want to be part of it? I wanted to be Kristy or Claudia the most.

2. First “grown-up” book you remember reading (i.e. written for adolescents or with adult themes, such as The Outsiders or Catcher in the Rye).
Maybe Go Ask Alice.  Not really a pleasant story and certainly adult/adolescent themes.  A really strong warning in this book.

3. Favorite movie that came from a book (even if you didn’t read the book and just love the movie).
Hardly profound but right now Bridget Jones' Diary is all I can think of. Good book, love the movie.

4. Movie that you loved so much that you WISHED there was a book out so that you could find out more about the movie.
Once. Beautiful story told beautifully, I would love to read a novel version of it (although I would miss the glorious soundtrack).

5. Worst book you’ve ever read?
I have probably blocked the worst one from memory but I really didn't like or didn't get The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time by Mark Haddon.

6. Book that everyone raves about that you either a) haven’t read and feel slightly dumb for not having read it or b) have tried to read and hated and so feel slightly dumb that everyone is getting something you don’t.
Up until last week, it would have been Twilight but I finished the first one on Monday. Probably The Hobbit or Lord of the Rings. I just can't do it. I've tried, and failed. And tried. And failed.

7. If you were forced to choose only 3 books that you could read for the rest of your life, which ones would they be? (Or if you were stranded on a desert island, which 3 books would you want there with you?).
Seven Types of Ambiguity - previously mentioned in an earlier set.
The Complete Jane Austen. I haven't yet read any of her work but want to so what better opportunity that on a deserted island?
Gray's Anatomy  - I'd like to learn more about the human body

8. Name one book that if you could recommend that everyone you know read, what is it?
Maybe something daft like 84 Charing Cross Road?  It's just such a gentle pleasant story about some lovely people, being lovely.  Sometimes, simplicity wins.  (Ok, boys especially might not like this book)

9. What is your “guilty pleasure” reading?
Nora Roberts novels. I picked one up in a drug store for cheap in Canada a few years ago when I was travelling with the parents and it kind of got me hooked. They're a really easy entertainingly mindless read which is what I love when travelling.   Or more generally, chic lit (Marian Keyes, Mauve Binchey, Rosamund Pilcher etc)

10. What book (excepting the Bible or other major document of your religion/faith) has changed your outlook on life the most?
I wish I knew.  I've read a lot of books but I can't think of a "single" one that has had the most impact on me.  Sorry, I'm copping out here.

Feel free to play along at your webhome too.  The question that I found hardest to answer but I'm most interested in people's answer for is Question 4 - what movie do you wish had a book?

Tuesday, 19 January 2010

A colourful Calendar

Or, really a coloured Calendar.  When I started my new job earlier this month, I received a bunch of promo items from the payroll company.  Amongst them was a corporate desk calendar using stock images.  It sounds bad but it wasn't actually.  You see, they had used only red dominant pics (to match their branding) and themed them to the months:
Red calendar page Helium stars for January (NY), red roses for Feb, red spring flowers for March, fireworks for November (Guy Fawkes Day in the UK on 5th November is also bonfire and firework night), red leaves to September and Christmas baubles for December.

This calendar now sits on my desk at work.  Starring at it each day has got me thinking – why not DIY it?  You could do this using your own pics or those in the Creative Commons on Flickr. 

Some groups in Flickr are based around dominant colour photography - here's a few to get you started:
Black and Blue
Bluest Blue
Teal
Magenta Motion

There endless groups of varying sizes.  I found the above, and many more, by searching by colour name in groups.

If you were to make a calendar, what colour would you choose?  It it because you love it, or it would fit in with the decor?  If we were matching, red would be perfect in the kitchen.  Teal or Turquoise for my room.

Monday, 18 January 2010

Project 365 - Week Two

I'm back with the next instalment of my photo-a-day for my Project 365. After bemoaning my camera's ability to shoot indoors with low lights, I made it a focus to get outside more this week, which I am happy to say I did.

Without any further adieu, here are this weeks pics

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09.01.10. A snowy park in Leeds, Yorkshire, UK around the corner from my Grandparent's place. Walking back to the bus stop to head to my cousins, I detoured through the park to kick it and play with it and generally behave like a child in it.

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10.01.10. Out with a friend for a fresh Sunday arvo walk, this was taken from the Stave Hill lookout, looking towards Canary Wharf. It's pretty much the financial district in London and where I now work.
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11.01.10. Night time shot down at Clapham Common, the scene of my weekly boot camp style workout. As any snowfall hadn't been substantial recently, we weren't expecting it to still be snow covered. Can honestly say I'd never done sit ups and push ups in the snow before.

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12.01.10. Another Canary Wharf shot. Rather than Christmas decorations, they have wrapped the trees in light as part of a winter wonderland theme. I'm happy to walk past it each day until the end of Feb, no worries.

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13.01.10. The view of my flat's backyard (it's a communal one) from our balcony, just before dawn after a night of decent snowfall.
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14.01.10. The clouds or fog were super low all day in Canary Wharf, London. I'd noticed it in on my way into work and again when I left some ten hours later. I didn't use my tripod for this and had it on fireworks setting by mistake - a double oops.

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15.01.10. Ice sculpting festival near work, taken on a late lunch break. I believe they were about 4 hours into a 2 day event.
My full set can be found here

Friday, 15 January 2010

Haiti

Sunset - Port Salut Beach, Haiti
One of the poorest, yet beautiful, countries in the Americas. It seems to be no end of troubles for Haitians. My heart goes out to them.

Thursday, 14 January 2010

Leisurely Leeds

Leeds is a fairly bog standard town about halfway up Britain.  Tourists don’t really stop there but I do.  My (mum’s) family is from there, you see.  It’s a town full of red brick row houses and well, not much else (ok – shops, and great night life and stuff but it isn’t a natural beauty) but I’m super fond of it.

This weekend past I ventured up to see the Grandparents and then hang out with my (second) cousin and her kids (second cousins once removed apparently).  Travel time there and back on the train was about 7 hours so it makes for a long day, but a fun day none the less.

Here are some of the snowy pics from last weekend

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Top to bottom – (1) sunrise from the train window about half an hour out from London (2) My Grandparent’s green door (3) snowy rooftops in suburban Leeds (4)(5) a playful little birdie I came across in some gardens near my grandparents (6) and patches of blue sky whilst in said gardens.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Lost in Translation - the English Language

Let's talk about it. And not the Sofia Ford Coppola movie (as good as it is). I'm Australian, and we talk English. I live in England and they talk English. Some of my readers, and most of the blogs I follow are American, and they talk English.

So why, given we all talk English, do I seem to put my foot in it or say the wrong thing seemingly every other day?  Some words mean completely different things in the different countries and some things are just called different things.  Knowing that I call things something different to my colleagues doesn't make it easier.  In theory, I should be able to pick up the lingo, but I just can't seem to.  Here are some differences:
Pants
To an Australian, these are slacks/daks/tracks/trousers etc. To the English - they are undies/knickers/jocks.

Vest
To an Aussie, a vest is along the lines of a waistcoat or a sleeveless knit jumper. To the English, it is a singlet or slip that you wear as your base layer when cold.

Thongs
To an aussie, thongs are for your feet.  Flip flops to the Aussies or Jandals to the Kiwis.  To the Brits, thongs are...well you've all heard the thong song.  Some flossy underwear (which we Aussies call a G-string).

Fanny
To Australians and English, only girls have these. To American's, am I right in saying everyone has one? What you call a fanny pack, we call a bum bag. Reading of fanny packs (in the Baby Sitters Club books) growing up never ceased to elicit a giggle.

Examples of me getting things wrong or lost in translation:

To then colleagues, after looking out the window to see if it was raining/windy/grey etc
"Do you think it is warm enough outside to head up the street in my pants and vest or will I need my coat"
What I meant: I'm wearing suit trousers, a shirt and a sleeveless wool knit over the top. Will I be warm enough?
What they take it as: Will I be warm enough if I strip down to my undies and slip?

"Damn, the hem on my pants has come down and is dragging on the floor"
What I meant: The hem on the bottom of my suit trousers had come down and was indeed dragging on the floor.
What they take it as: The hem on my undies is now dragging on the floor (as to why my undies would have a hem that big…hmmm…that added to the laughs)

When asked by a colleague what I wore when I travelled around Turkey (specifically after we had been discussing shoes in this context).
"I pretty much just wore my thongs everywhere"
What I meant: I wore tees/tanks/jeans/shorts etc with my haviana's on my feet.
What she pictured:  Me wandering around turkey with some floss between my cheeks.
Other distinctions are with the names of food. 
Yoghurt - Australians say Yo-gurt, Brits say Yog-urt. Incidentally, it is spelt without the H here in Britain. How do American's spell and say it?

Completely different words for the same thing.
Zucchinis
Zucchinis or Courgettes? Or something else?

eggplant
Eggplant or Aubergine? Or something else?

Butternut Squash
Butternut Pumpkin or Butternut Squash?

Harvest - Mangetout
Snow Peas or Mange Tout? (pronounced Monge Tooo, and not Manga Towt as I found out when some former colleagues asked about them!)

Summer peppers
Capsicum or peppers?

Homemade potato chips
Chips or Crisps?

I could probably go on and on but I'll stop there. What are the differences you notice in the English language across the different borders and cultures? Have you ever put your foot in it previously?

Ten on a Tuesday - Thirteen

Another Tuesday, another ten.  Thanks Chelsea (and Sarah).

1. Are you usually late, early, or right on time?
Rarely early, if ever. Usually on time (which to me includes up to five minutes before), sometimes late (but not when it really matters).

2. What is your middle name?
Jennifer.  Was going to be my first name but then my aunty and uncle went and had their baby girl four months before I came along and claimed the name.  Not to worry - I can't imagine Jen being named anything else and I've had years to adjust to my name.

3. What are the last 4 digits of your cell phone number?
9820

4. How big is your bed?
Double. At home I had a Queen but here the rooms are furnished so I've downsized to a double.  That's a King to the British, according to wikipedia

5. What are you allergic to?
Nothing that I know off. I get really wheezy and short of breath though after pringles (which really really sucks)

6. What is the first thing you do in the morning?
Hit snooze. Repeat. Repeat at least once more. Then, work days the next step would be shower; weekend, it would be make coffee.

7. What was your favorite TV show growing up?
Tough call. Probably the Smurfs or the Storks as a right youngster, Dawson's Creek as a teenager. I always loved Road Rules on MTV as well.

8. Will you, or did you, go to your 10 year high school reunion?
No, missed them both last year (I went to two high schools). The commute (from London to Melbourne) was too far. I heard good things about them though, from my friends that went.

9. If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it still make a sound?
Sure would. I would hope. I don't like to think that we ("people") have that much impact on things.
Mountain Ash - Sherbrooke Forest, Dandenong Ranges
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10. What, in your opinion, is the greatest invention? (You know, since sliced bread…)
I think this is one of those questions that, when I read others' posts, I will be all like "Why didn't I think of that?" and "so true" etc. But right now, I'm calling in close to blank. I'm sure it isn't the greatest but I'm going to say Skype. Oh, and all things medical etc.  Oh, the Pill.  That's certainly a good one!