I have been and still am trying to get the Aussie Lingo.
Having moved from a country that used to be ruled by the British long long time ago, being exposed to mostly American movies (and the occasional English ones), growing up in schools with boneheads fellow students that speak horrible less-than-perfect english (or, Singlish, if you will), I no get you Aussie peeps yo.
English, can be one language but yet be a different language altogether.
For example, (Kara, I hope you are reading this)..
I was telling my colleague that my mom bought many Pails and I didn’t know where to store them. And she went, “Huh?”.
It appears, that down south, pail = bucket.
And then, I wanted to get my Sweater. “Huh?”
Sweater = Jumper
And then, I wanted to take out the Trash. “Huh?”
Trash = Rubbish/ Garbage
And then, I knit with Yarn. “Huh?”
Yarn = Wool
Wait. I disagree with that.
Let me first refer you to this short post from Lushorama. Go read it first. Don’t read on until you have read her entry. Go. Shoo.
Alright?
Before I started knitting, I used to call every ball of fiber ‘wool’. It didn’t matter that it wasn’t even wool. It could be Acrylic, Nylon, Cashmere, Cotton, Fish scales (sorry, reading an article about preparing ‘Snapper en Papillote with summer herbs’), Polyester, Bamboo, Corn (this is not a corny joke, you non-knitter you, there IS corn yarn!), Mohair, Goat, Alpaca, Silk……and the list goes on. Wow, look at how many types of yarn I can remember there are! (That’s just because you are a yarn harlot, like most of the other stashers knitters you idiot.)
So instead of calling every ball I see “Wool”, I generalise it into ‘Yarn’.
It’s NOT my fault I call it ‘YAAAAAHNNN!’. EVERY… okay maybe not every.. but MOST knitters would call a ball of yarn, well, ‘yarn’. Or else we would have to go, “Ooohhh.. what a nice ball of 30% Cashmere 10% Nylon 23.5% Wool 14.39% Mohair 22.11% Cotton!!!!”
Duh.
Excuse me while I go drink from the Water Cooler. No? Drink Fountain?
What next?
Ahh.. I’m just that Singaporean-American-freak.
I just don’t know which to teach Sunshine. *Pulls out hair* (From the top, you pervie!)
