|Yes, it's me, Carlton The Special One|
For the duration of the A to Z Challenge, Carlton Cat will be taking over this blog. He's a little bit of a maverick moggie with strong views
THE Mrs was wittering on to the Mr about her blog (here). She's been loving the A to Z Challenge - I expect she has, I'm doing half her work for her - and said she was surprised that most of her readers were from the USA.
She's delighted with that as she has "visit America" high on her bucket list and loves the place, even though she rarely sets foot further from home than Catford. Yes, there is such a place; it's in London.
However, she frowns a little sometimes and not just because I'm lying across her lap when she's trying to read comments on her laptop. It's become obvious, she said, quoting George Bernard Shaw, that Britain and the USA are two nations divided by a common language.
You say tom-ay-to and I say tom-ah-to. You say butt and I say arse.
I too, of course, am a Brit (feline, ginger, devastatingly handsome)and I have been having trouble communicating with my New York friend (feline, tabby, hot babe). We e-mail regularly and although we both speak Catenglish we sometimes misunderstand each other.
She was talking about having a burr stuck her fanny. WHAT!!! It seems a fanny in America is an innocuous description of that thing you sit on but to we Brits, it's something much, much ruder - go forward a few inches and only women have them. So don't wear your tight skinny jeans here and tell us, "I've got a terrible itch on my fanny," because it'll mean something altogether different - cue the penicillin.
If I asked my American friends for a rubber they would assume I was on a promise with a sinuous Siamese. In fact, I was carted off to the vet at the age of five months (a treacherous act for which I have not yet forgiven Mr and Mrs). A rubber here in the UK is an eraser.
And you say sidewalk, I say pavement; you say pants, I say trousers; you say faucet, I say tap; you say hood, I say bonnet; you say trunk, I say boot.
Well, that's enough of that. I'm off to get pissed on catmint. Pissed: get drunk; not pissed: get angry.
God bless America and God save the Queen.
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