Archive for October 29, 2007

Queen’s English

Shouldn’t newsreaders just stick to familiar metaphor’s, tired old cliche’s just turn an audience off. In this case your comment on the news reader who couldn’t even get it right is justly valid:

“Opened a hornet’s nest? Surely it should be ‘stirred‘ a hornet’s nest, but opened a ‘Pandora’s box‘?”

Can I ask whether or not it did indeed turn you off the program or did it instill in you a deeper ranging interest in the hope that the presenter would continue his tirade of malpropism’s? Maybe the question is did the audience really care or even notice?

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The English Takeaway Experience

Getting a weekend takeaway in this country is almost as natural as washing on a daily basis. Come the weekend after a hard week’s work when there is no food left in the house and no effort left in the body to cook, the only viable option is hitting up one of the many wide ranging culinary establishments the high street has to offer.takawat.jpg

Then again there are those takeaway restaurants that are not always the easiest to spot. In desperation of having no suitable location some of these estabilishments are often converted ground floors of houses. The waiting room of a takeaway restaurant is interesting enough in itself. There you can usually find a wall bracketed TV playing a feast of Saturday night shows like Ant and Dec’s Saturday Night Takeaway - oh lucky you to have stumbled in at such unfortunate timing.

After paying your fees and receiving your little banquet you then have to prepare yourself for war. Outside there lurks several hooded youths who menacingly stand around swearing and smoking, casting intimidatory glances. Forgive them, they know not what they do. Years from now they will have refuted their ways and assimilated into British society, forming the new landed gentry of tomorrow, but until then just get home safely. 
So eventually you do get home, eat your greasy feast and retire yourself to a lazy night in. “The food was well worth it” you think to yourself; “but I’ll do the washing up tomorrow”. Wakng up the next day with the stench of grease lingering in the air and an awkward stomach you swear to yourself never again, but like a bad rash you try not to itch, you always go back.

One of England’s finest takeaway establishments, source: http://www.leeds.gov.uk/images/2005/week33/b8b57234-fbc3-4cc3-

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