tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post769622989513501689..comments2024-03-28T02:06:49.582+00:00Comments on In this life: Cat or furry toy?Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-47330361354580411092008-02-29T21:57:00.000+00:002008-02-29T21:57:00.000+00:00Oh, this has just made me laugh! You must have he...Oh, this has just made me laugh! You must have heard the story about the Scottish person (I think the way I heard it they were giving evidence in court?) who managed to produce a whole sentence with NO audible consonants? <BR/><BR/>She was asked what she had done with some item of foodstuff which had been in her possession but which had disappeared. Her answer: "Ah e' i' aw!" You have to be from the Scottish central belt to be able to understand that, I suspect.Lothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15949068764211292370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-64668539030530850442008-02-29T21:50:00.000+00:002008-02-29T21:50:00.000+00:00Or indeed, as Loth suggests, it might end, "... ke...Or indeed, as Loth suggests, it might end, "... ken, eh?" <BR/><BR/>My name's not Ken, by the way. <BR/><BR/>Enough.Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-87942209666545960822008-02-29T21:49:00.000+00:002008-02-29T21:49:00.000+00:00... Actually, there was probably the odd "ken" in ...... Actually, there was probably the odd "ken" in the girl in my post's remark. And it's likely to have been even more Edinburgh. Such as, "Ken, ah cannae dae mair'n yin essay, so ah'm waitin' tae dae the yin ah kin dae, ken." But I thought this transliteration might be a bit bewildering. <BR/><BR/>Sorry to any non-Scot who reads this.Pam https://www.blogger.com/profile/12641269043817163165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-68481648026969466402008-02-29T21:30:00.000+00:002008-02-29T21:30:00.000+00:00Wonderful rendition of the local patois, Isabelle....Wonderful rendition of the local patois, Isabelle. Could you get any more "y"s into that sentence do you think? If I had a quibble, it would be that you missed out the traditional Embra punctuation mark at the end of the sentence, namely "eh?"Lothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15949068764211292370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-66504306509413365542008-02-29T17:28:00.000+00:002008-02-29T17:28:00.000+00:00I wouldn't go so far as to say Rise and I "speak" ...I wouldn't go so far as to say Rise and I "speak" Gaelic, or plain old Irish, as we call it [well ok Rise, if you insist, Gaelige.]We were, however, subjected to daily lessons in school from the ages of five to eighteen. We couldn't get our Leaving Certificate [high school diploma] without passing the final exam, so like it or not, something made it into the brain and stayed.<BR/>Based even on all those years of Gaelige, I'd be hard pressed to understand the young lady in your story---picture a quizzical MB, cocking an eyebrow and intoning "Say WHAT?"[There's a 20 yr old living in a cave at the back of the house---some of HIS lingo has made it into the brain and stayed!<BR/>Eagerly awaiting your "Where I'm From!" No pressure---whenever the stars are properly aligned....mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03797484583400519909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-37313427615491856182008-02-28T20:12:00.000+00:002008-02-28T20:12:00.000+00:00Filled with admiration for you blogging at all...I...Filled with admiration for you blogging at all...<BR/>I too might one day write about how and why we ended up in France, but I'm not sure it's interesting enough.<BR/>Just keep up the catblogging to keep us all happy!Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-56334743704938764082008-02-28T18:04:00.000+00:002008-02-28T18:04:00.000+00:00Ahhh... I still remember a time when you refused t...Ahhh... I still remember a time when you refused to contemplate cats....!! Great photo, Isabelle. I am also pushed for time to comment, but I try to read what I can.Lindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17141761866483224572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-35413847174333804832008-02-28T12:28:00.000+00:002008-02-28T12:28:00.000+00:00Guess I'm one of the lucky ones - you've left some...Guess I'm one of the lucky ones - you've left some nice comments on my blog! Cuddly pussy cat indeed; if we picked Topsy up like that, we'd have instant claw marks on our hands and face!<BR/>Ladies of leisure? Who?? I've come to the conclusion that most Bloggers are very busy people who sit up at midnight to read and write blogs because there is no time during the day to do it!Gina E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/07532527261977368083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-52210804888286322842008-02-28T06:10:00.000+00:002008-02-28T06:10:00.000+00:00Sirius is a very lucky young cat!We will wait for ...Sirius is a very lucky young cat!<BR/><BR/>We will wait for the pressure to come off!meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-18652677827051439962008-02-28T01:57:00.000+00:002008-02-28T01:57:00.000+00:00Wow, the accent was astonishing! And I've always b...Wow, the accent was astonishing! And I've always been a lover of accents, it's one of my weirder qualities, LOL! I've a yearning to really hear one now, though, LOL ...Brandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10324309910118162466noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-17879508652793605992008-02-27T20:26:00.000+00:002008-02-27T20:26:00.000+00:00"Animated cuddly toy" is the category we've put ou..."Animated cuddly toy" is the category we've put our cats into. They seem to be happy there, most mornings I wake up hugging Marble like a teddy bear, she starts to purr when I wake up enough to also scratch her chin. <BR/><BR/>I'll have you know I'm not a lady of leisure, I'm a time waster on lunch/study breaks! *sniff*Rosemary Riveterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09114557203546642161noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-74966034575763316642008-02-27T12:48:00.000+00:002008-02-27T12:48:00.000+00:00Dear Isabelle - Thank you for dropping by my blog....Dear Isabelle - Thank you for dropping by my blog. I feel we have some things in common. Well, I've taught English and love blue poppies. But my move to France is obviously foreign (!) to you. I'll think about how to explain my choice in another blog post sometime. Briefly, I like to feel we have wings as well as roots. And yes, metaphors can cramp our thinking!Frankofilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01735463685466184020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-67384428671556630982008-02-27T10:30:00.000+00:002008-02-27T10:30:00.000+00:00My daughter is teacher trainng at Aberdeen Uni hav...My daughter is teacher trainng at Aberdeen Uni having spent 4 years studying for her degree there. She has us in kinks relaying experiences with a good Aberdeen accent. She did student work in a chip shop and that gives her lots of material for her tales. I can imagine the young lady in her confusion. Love the photo.Clairehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15316288912447066892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23379328.post-22420695690005291412008-02-27T02:54:00.000+00:002008-02-27T02:54:00.000+00:00Oh Isabelle, you're just too darn funny! Loved th...Oh Isabelle, you're just too darn funny! Loved the scottish accent AND the lovely pic of the male catlet with daughter.Thimbleannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03650582809426872051noreply@blogger.com