Monday, 28 February 2011
We were in our local pub when this particular gem slipped out. The pub that's literally just around the corner. The one we'd been going to on a semi-regular basis for quite some time.
I forget what it was that prompted this little beauty, but I don't think it matters, to be honest. A lot of Julie's malapropisms have some rhyme or reason (very rarely both, though), but this one just has a warped beauty all of its own. One of my personal favourites.
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Julie, my wife, is an absolute gem herself. What makes it even better is that her mouth sometimes goes faster than her brain and wires get crossed and then things don't quite come out as she intended. Sometimes, admittedly, there is a lack of knowledge involved too, but generally these gems occur out of sheer tongue-trippery.
In any event, sit back and enjoy the show.
This particular gem occurred late one night in bed when neither of us could sleep. Out of the ether floated this question. Never mind the fact that consommé is a thin soup, how on earth did Julie come up with something as specific as Japanese ceiling paint?
One to file under 'random', I think.