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Post by felonious on Jun 6, 2020 18:56:20 GMT
I'm sure there used to be a thread somewhere but I'm damned if I can find it Typing "scuppered" into a Messenger group chat yesterday and the word "Scuppernong" popped up as a predicted word. Read all about it. quintessentialruminations.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/in-celebration-of-to-kill-a-mockingbird-and-scuppernongs/#:~:text=Scuppernongs%20are%20a%20variety%20of,native%20to%20the%20southern%20USA.&text=First%20cultivated%20during%20the%2017th,meaning%20%E2%80%9Csweet%20bay%20tree%E2%80%9D. Scuppernongs are a variety of muscadine, a species of grape native to the southern USA. Greenish or bronze in colour, they might have languished in obscurity but for Harper Lee’s vibrantly humorous anti-racist novel. “Our tacit treaty with Miss Maudie was that we could play on her lawn, eat her scuppernongs if we didn’t jump on the arbor, and explore her vast back lot, terms so generous we seldom spoke to her, so careful were we to preserve the delicate balance of our relationship…”
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Post by bigjohnritchie on Jun 6, 2020 20:13:27 GMT
I'm sure there used to be a thread somewhere but I'm damned if I can find it Typing "scuppered" into a Messenger group chat yesterday and the word "Scuppernong" popped up as a predicted word. Read all about it. quintessentialruminations.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/in-celebration-of-to-kill-a-mockingbird-and-scuppernongs/#:~:text=Scuppernongs%20are%20a%20variety%20of,native%20to%20the%20southern%20USA.&text=First%20cultivated%20during%20the%2017th,meaning%20%E2%80%9Csweet%20bay%20tree%E2%80%9D. Scuppernongs are a variety of muscadine, a species of grape native to the southern USA. Greenish or bronze in colour, they might have languished in obscurity but for Harper Lee’s vibrantly humorous anti-racist novel. “Our tacit treaty with Miss Maudie was that we could play on her lawn, eat her scuppernongs if we didn’t jump on the arbor, and explore her vast back lot, terms so generous we seldom spoke to her, so careful were we to preserve the delicate balance of our relationship…” Pierre, One of my students used the word "phantasmagorical" in his essay a couple of weeks ago. He got 82%.
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Post by telfordstoke on Jun 6, 2020 20:24:43 GMT
Pierre, One of my students used the word "phantasmagorical" in his essay a couple of weeks ago. He got 82%. can never hear that word without thinking of the excellent Damned album of similar name !
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Post by felonious on Jun 7, 2020 7:06:50 GMT
I'm sure there used to be a thread somewhere but I'm damned if I can find it Typing "scuppered" into a Messenger group chat yesterday and the word "Scuppernong" popped up as a predicted word. Read all about it. quintessentialruminations.wordpress.com/2013/10/08/in-celebration-of-to-kill-a-mockingbird-and-scuppernongs/#:~:text=Scuppernongs%20are%20a%20variety%20of,native%20to%20the%20southern%20USA.&text=First%20cultivated%20during%20the%2017th,meaning%20%E2%80%9Csweet%20bay%20tree%E2%80%9D. Scuppernongs are a variety of muscadine, a species of grape native to the southern USA. Greenish or bronze in colour, they might have languished in obscurity but for Harper Lee’s vibrantly humorous anti-racist novel. “Our tacit treaty with Miss Maudie was that we could play on her lawn, eat her scuppernongs if we didn’t jump on the arbor, and explore her vast back lot, terms so generous we seldom spoke to her, so careful were we to preserve the delicate balance of our relationship…” Pierre, One of my students used the word "phantasmagorical" in his essay a couple of weeks ago. He got 82%. Did you have to look it up Eric?
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Post by bigjohnritchie on Jun 7, 2020 7:50:07 GMT
Pierre, One of my students used the word "phantasmagorical" in his essay a couple of weeks ago. He got 82%. Did you have to look it up Eric? Winston, not really...it sort of fitted in the sentence and it's one of those words that somehow gets the meaning over in itself....like crap
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Post by felonious on Jun 7, 2020 8:37:20 GMT
Quotidian.......of or occurring every day; daily.
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Post by marylandstoke on Jun 7, 2020 14:12:09 GMT
Crepuscular...animals most active at dawn and dusk. Like deer, like the dear that did five grand of damage to my truck. All over America you see grown humans, soaking in Bambi urine (and that’s not the stripper Bambi either) full camo, out at 4 am, sitting in the freezing woods. I got my first one at 45 mph in a Ford Explorer with Jackson Brown blasting. Silly Septics
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2020 16:13:52 GMT
I came across this one in a book I was reading the other day but never thought I'd get the chance to use it.
Spelunker: one who makes a hobby of exploring caves
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Post by somersetstokie on Jun 7, 2020 16:24:10 GMT
I came across this one in a book I was reading the other day but never thought I'd get the chance to use it. Spelunker: one who makes a hobby of exploring caves A derivative of Speleology, the branch of knowledge that deals with caves. Speleologist. A Somerset specialism, especially around Cheddar and Wookey Hole on the Mendips.
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Post by pretzel on Jun 7, 2020 16:25:50 GMT
Obstroculous
Many of us will have heard it and know what it means but the word doesn't exist.
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Post by felonious on Jun 7, 2020 17:35:19 GMT
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Post by telfordstoke on Jun 7, 2020 18:04:18 GMT
Always loved tintinnabulation which is the faint ringing of bells . First heard it as was a remix of a song called the "tintinnabulation mix" but can't think who the hell by and thought it was made up and it isn't
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Post by felonious on Jun 7, 2020 18:06:11 GMT
Always loved tintinnabulation which is the faint ringing of bells . First heard it as was a remix of a song called the "tintinnabulation mix" but can't think who the hell by and thought it was made up and it isn't Was it The Bellends?
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Post by telfordstoke on Jun 7, 2020 18:11:29 GMT
Always loved tintinnabulation which is the faint ringing of bells . First heard it as was a remix of a song called the "tintinnabulation mix" but can't think who the hell by and thought it was made up and it isn't Was it The Bellends? Just had a long Sunday afternoon sleep lol and brain hurts so rather than look for the single I googled it! Sylvie by St Etienne a perfect pop song and the splendidly titled Trouser Enthusiast Tintinnabulation Mix , absolute belter
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Post by pretzel on Jun 7, 2020 18:20:19 GMT
Trust you to be obstroculous
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Post by thequietman on Jun 8, 2020 11:51:32 GMT
Did you have to look it up Eric? Winston, not really...it sort of fitted in the sentence and it's one of those words that somehow gets the meaning over in itself....like crap As featured in The Duckorth Lewis Method - Meeting Mr Miandad
My 4 year old goddaughter, on her first day at school, was asked to sing her favourite song. So she sang that (thanks to me having DLM on repeatedly in the car at the time).
Her teacher sent her home with a huge gold star for knowing such fabulous words. "it's our historical, phantasmagorical destiny".
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 8, 2020 12:24:55 GMT
Winston, not really...it sort of fitted in the sentence and it's one of those words that somehow gets the meaning over in itself....like crap As featured in The Duckorth Lewis Method - Meeting Mr Miandad My 4 year old goddaughter, on her first day at school, was asked to sing her favourite song. Her teacher sent her home with a huge gold star for knowing such fabulous words. "it's our historical, phantasmagorical destiny".
Pah! That's NUTHIN' !!! At ballet class when I was about 4 or 5, as part of one of our exams, we all had to flutter around and around the studio in our little pale pink tutus, in a big circle, artfully waving our little arms above our heads ' like tree branches swaying in a gentle breeze, children'…… and then, one by one, we had to stop in front of the table at which all the judges were sitting then curtsey and recite a nursery rhyme of our choice. I decided on 'Little Jack Horner': Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said "What a good boy am I". However when I got to the last line I actually said 'Oh Christ, not plums again'. Even at such a tender age this was the version I had been taught by some naughty older girls. I can still see the judges collapsing on the table and trying not to laugh. And I did pass the exam.
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Post by thequietman on Jun 8, 2020 13:21:58 GMT
As featured in The Duckorth Lewis Method - Meeting Mr Miandad My 4 year old goddaughter, on her first day at school, was asked to sing her favourite song. Her teacher sent her home with a huge gold star for knowing such fabulous words. "it's our historical, phantasmagorical destiny".
Pah! That's NUTHIN' !!! At ballet class when I was about 4 or 5, as part of one of our exams, we all had to flutter around and around the studio in our little pale pink tutus, in a big circle, artfully waving our little arms above our heads ' like tree branches swaying in a gentle breeze, children'…… and then, one by one, we had to stop in front of the table at which all the judges were sitting then curtsey and recite a nursery rhyme of our choice. I decided on 'Little Jack Horner': Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said "What a good boy am I". However when I got to the last line I actually said ' I'm gaspin', you got any gin?'. Even at such a tender age this was the version I had been taught by some naughty older girls. I can still see the judges collapsing on the table and trying not to laugh. And I did pass the exam. Fixed that for you, Murphh
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Post by felonious on Jun 8, 2020 14:48:29 GMT
As featured in The Duckorth Lewis Method - Meeting Mr Miandad My 4 year old goddaughter, on her first day at school, was asked to sing her favourite song. Her teacher sent her home with a huge gold star for knowing such fabulous words. "it's our historical, phantasmagorical destiny".
Pah! That's NUTHIN' !!! At ballet class when I was about 4 or 5, as part of one of our exams, we all had to flutter around and around the studio in our little pale pink tutus, in a big circle, artfully waving our little arms above our heads ' like tree branches swaying in a gentle breeze, children'…… and then, one by one, we had to stop in front of the table at which all the judges were sitting then curtsey and recite a nursery rhyme of our choice. I decided on 'Little Jack Horner': Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said "What a good boy am I". However when I got to the last line I actually said ' Be a good boy while I tighten the straps'. Even at such a tender age this was the version I had been taught by some naughty older girls. I can still see the judges collapsing on the table and trying not to laugh. And I did pass the exam. Fixed that for you Murph
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 8, 2020 16:42:18 GMT
Pah! That's NUTHIN' !!! At ballet class when I was about 4 or 5, as part of one of our exams, we all had to flutter around and around the studio in our little pale pink tutus, in a big circle, artfully waving our little arms above our heads ' like tree branches swaying in a gentle breeze, children'…… and then, one by one, we had to stop in front of the table at which all the judges were sitting then curtsey and recite a nursery rhyme of our choice. I decided on 'Little Jack Horner': Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said "What a good boy am I". However when I got to the last line I actually said ' I'm gaspin', you got any gin?'. Even at such a tender age this was the version I had been taught by some naughty older girls. I can still see the judges collapsing on the table and trying not to laugh. And I did pass the exam. Fixed that for you, Murphh Marvellous! And then I said "An' a woodbine............."
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 8, 2020 16:51:04 GMT
Pah! That's NUTHIN' !!! At ballet class when I was about 4 or 5, as part of one of our exams, we all had to flutter around and around the studio in our little pale pink tutus, in a big circle, artfully waving our little arms above our heads ' like tree branches swaying in a gentle breeze, children'…… and then, one by one, we had to stop in front of the table at which all the judges were sitting then curtsey and recite a nursery rhyme of our choice. I decided on 'Little Jack Horner': Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie. He stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum and said "What a good boy am I". However when I got to the last line I actually said ' Be a good boy while I tighten the straps'. Even at such a tender age this was the version I had been taught by some naughty older girls. I can still see the judges collapsing on the table and trying not to laugh. And I did pass the exam. Fixed that for you Murph Superb! And then I said 'D'you want the little zips on the eye slits open or shut?'
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2020 18:39:23 GMT
Sesquipedalian - "given to using long words" !
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Post by felonious on Jun 8, 2020 18:55:05 GMT
Sesquipedalian - "given to using long words" ! Disappointed Deeside I clicked on expected you joining me and the Quietman with a little poetic licence on Murph's post
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Post by Deleted on Jun 8, 2020 19:30:37 GMT
Sesquipedalian - "given to using long words" ! Disappointed Deeside I clicked on expected you joining me and the Quietman with a little poetic licence on Murph's post Oh no Fel, nothing Icould have contributed would have been anywhere near yours and JD's efforts. Although I can see in my mind's eye a very young and innocent Murph (yeah right !) sashaying up to the teachers desk and delivering her killer recital and standing there content as they all collapsed in a heap shrieking helplessly before she turned away and had a quick swig on the bottle of Tanqueray that she'd hidden about her person.
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Post by napperwainwright on Jun 8, 2020 19:50:31 GMT
Our dog is an expert in the "art" of coprophagia.(Consumption of feces). In fact he'd rather eat shite than eat his IAMS.
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Post by thequietman on Jun 8, 2020 22:35:08 GMT
Our dog is an expert in the "art" of coprophagia.(Consumption of feces). In fact he'd rather eat shite than eat his IAMS. That covers most dogs, I think. Ours can forecast the weather. I know what it's going to be like by which selection of his stuffed toys he takes out in the garden and which he leaves inside. Can't find a word for that so I'll go with canistempestatesapiens For a proper word potamophilous - adjective, loving or having an affinity towards rivers
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Post by pretzel on Jun 8, 2020 22:43:33 GMT
Sesquipedalian - "given to using long words" ! So what do you think Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia means?
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 9, 2020 10:02:35 GMT
Our dog is an expert in the "art" of coprophagia.(Consumption of feces). In fact he'd rather eat shite than eat his IAMS. That covers most dogs, I think. Ours can forecast the weather. I know what it's going to be like by which selection of his stuffed toys he takes out in the garden and which he leaves inside. Can't find a word for that so I'll go with canistempestatesapiens For a proper word potamophilous - adjective, loving or having an affinity towards rivers Oh, bless! That's so sweet! My boy loves dropping one of his many tennis balls into the wildlife pond, watching it float away for a min or two and then wading in there on to the planting shelf and pretending that the ball is REALLY difficult to retrieve - talk about making a meal of it - then he 'eventually' gets it, walks back out of the pond and drops the ball on the lawn, looks at me and waits while I tell him how brilliant he is. Then he repeats the whole procedure several times.
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 9, 2020 10:05:34 GMT
Well, I know how to pronounce Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch. So get that stitched, boyos.
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Post by murphthesurf on Jun 9, 2020 10:18:02 GMT
Sesquipedalian - "given to using long words" ! Disappointed Deeside I clicked on expected you joining me and the Quietman with a little poetic licence on Murph's post Good point, Fel --- it does seem a tad strange. Chuff is also mightily conspicuous by his absence on this one..... Oh, IIIIIIIIIIII know. They've probably remembered that I've still got the negatives.
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