Helen Hill finally says Ciao ... it's been Fun

I think it is Dutch, Douwe Egberts, but I am not sure of it as I never drink tea, only espresso from Lavazza prepared with a Vibiemme.

The Dutch have been drinking tea at their breakfast since ages. They were the first to bring the stuff from China to Europe. Didn't you know that?

Erik.

I know, I know, the Dutch invented the art of colonialism, it took the British hundreds of years to catch up.
 
Were they "Dutch" then?

Just checking as that part of the world has been changing more than advice on the virus; although over a longer time period. There's even parts of Holland just down the road from me and then there's Friesland...


Regards, David
 
Many of us "Yanks" learned about Vegemite form this song:

https://youtu.be/XfR9iY5y94s

I traveled quite a bit in South Australia 2000-2005, but NEVER came across vegemite (nor looked for it). Someone in the USA asked me to bring some back, and I remembered on a flight back, and fortunately they had some single serve packages of Kraft Vegemite (like the butter or margarine single serve packages) on the plane, so I was able to offer the fine gift. That being said, food and wine generally were excellent in South Australia.

Boy that takes me back! Ahhhhhhhh nostalgia. That darned song still resonates today - a whole generation of Australians grew up on it. Probably the same generation which grew up on vegemite come to think of it.

So glad you liked South Oz. I am an Adelaide boy (Actually grew up in Clare 150 kilometres to the north in its wine country but living in Adelaide for most of my adult life). Sounds as if you travelled to some of the wine areas though maybe not to Clare - most go to the Barossa or the Fleurieu Peninsula just south of Adelaide (or the Adelaide Hills which are also a noted wine district - photo below).

You mention vegemite and airlines. That's not the only thing - I have noticed that in more recent years vegemite is sold in airport duty free stores in what looks like toothpaste tubes no less - no doubt for Australians travelling O.S. who have a sudden fear that they will be without their daily fix and the occasional foreign person who is returning home and wants to take some back as a gift for a masochistic friend :) or as an example of weird and exotic cultural practices found in strange parts of the world - a bit like buying a wooden carving when one is in New Guinea. :)

The Adelaide Hills (Panorama stitched with Microsoft Image Composite Editor

Vines and sky by Life in Shadows, on Flickr
 
Were they "Dutch" then?

Just checking as that part of the world has been changing more than advice on the virus; although over a longer time period. There's even parts of Holland just down the road from me and then there's Friesland...

Regards, David

Good question. I do not know the answer. You must ask an anglicist. The Dutch don't call themselves "Dutch", but "Hollanders". The name "Holland" is several centuries old.

Erik.
 
Kwa-non, non?

If you are referring to the fact that it is usually spelled Kwanon with one "n" not two as I spelled it you are probably right. I possibly misremembered this, though I think I have seen both renditions.

And occasionally I have also seen it spelled Kanon too. Which of course is more in keeping with the camera company's present name though Canon's early advertising literature designed for western audiences that I have seen always seemed to use Kwanon. Possibly it has to do with some quirk of the spoken Japanese language I suppose, especially given Kwanon is in any event a transliteration into English and can only approximate the Japanese word?
 
Bettys (sic), ungrammatically, has no apostrophe, which is one reason I won't go there...

If you need an excuse to go there, you can rationalize it by considering Bettys as an Old English noun in the genitive case, which has an enclitic s instead of the modern 's to indicate possession. This was common and still is common in Germanic languages or languages descended from Old Norse. For example, in Norwegian you can say Eriks hus to refer to the house owned by Erik.

[Can you imagine Helen coming back to just the last page of this thread and wondering what the hell happened?]
 
If you need an excuse to go there, you can rationalize it by considering Bettys as an Old English noun in the genitive case, which has an enclitic s instead of the modern 's to indicate possession. This was common and still is common in Germanic languages or languages descended from Old Norse. For example, in Norwegian you can say Eriks hus to refer to the house owned by Erik.

[Can you imagine Helen coming back to just the last page of this thread and wondering what the hell happened?]

Indeed! The apostrophe was added, in error, by grammarians who didn't recognize the "s" as a genitive ending. There is unfortunately quite a bit of such nonsense in formalized English grammar.

- Murray
 
If you need an excuse to go there, you can rationalize it by considering Bettys as an Old English noun in the genitive case, which has an enclitic s instead of the modern 's to indicate possession. This was common and still is common in Germanic languages or languages descended from Old Norse. For example, in Norwegian you can say Eriks hus to refer to the house owned by Erik.

[Can you imagine Helen coming back to just the last page of this thread and wondering what the hell happened?]

I just read the definition of "genitive case" online and I am now even more confused than before about what it actually means. :):( In particular I do not understand the distinction between possessive case and genitive case. I must have slept through that lesson in English Grammar, what 50 years ago????)

But your reference to old Norse sounds apposite - Bettys is in Yorkshire and York was occupied by the Norse. So- a putative connection??????

[Can you imagine Helen coming back to just the last page of this thread and wondering what the hell happened?]

It's all a plot to get Helen back. The idea is that she will look in on the thread and go "Oh no, they have forgotten all about me so quickly, I must rejoin."
 
Peter, there is no "possessive case."

The genitive case shows possession, though it has other applications, as well.

Old English, Old Norse, and Old German all had five cases. I forget what the fifth case was, but German still has four of them: Nominative (for the subject), Accusative (for the direct object), Dative (for the indirect object), and Genitive (for possession).

In German, different prepositions require different case endings for nouns and adjectives that follow them.

- Murray
 
And grammatical cases should not be confused with photographic cases, of which there are two parts and it is best that the top case be set aside and only the bottom half case be affixed if you wish not to miss photo opportunities.

I hope no one mentions Marmite.

To me, "marmite" sounds like some sort of explosive.
 
Peter, there is no "possessive case."

The genitive case shows possession, though it has other applications, as well.

Old English, Old Norse, and Old German all had five cases. I forget what the fifth case was, but German still has four of them: Nominative (for the subject), Accusative (for the direct object), Dative (for the indirect object), and Genitive (for possession).

In German, different prepositions require different case endings for nouns and adjectives that follow them.

- Murray

Now I remember why I gave up studying Latin after one year. Its like reliving a nighmare - just in a different language. :D
 

hahaha Oh my God, I think my Roman Master was John Cleese. It brings back a nightmare - a funny nightmare in which I am sitting in a class room for a year conjugating verbs while being tickled by the school nurse(which is actually pretty close to the truth of what I experienced in my first year of high school in Latin lessons except for the bit about the school nurse. No, she didn't tickle me. She whipped me with a sherbert coated stock-whip. Brrrrrrrrr!) The fizzy, pleasure-filled horror of it!

At least I did not have to experience the full terrors of Tomkinson's Schooldays. - lining up each morning to whip the headmaster's buttocks, washing the school sock, massaging Matron's bunions, eating cold porridge sandwiches on special days, holidays and religious festivals.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=4&v=yXJRI8dzsEw&feature=emb_logo
 
hahaha Oh my God, I think my Roman Master was John Cleese. It brings back a nightmare - a funny nightmare in which I am sitting in a class room for a year conjugating verbs while being tickled by the school nurse(which is actually pretty close to the truth of what I experienced in my first year of high school in Latin lessons except for the bit about the school nurse. No, she didn't tickle me. She whipped me with a sherbert coated stock-whip. Brrrrrrrrr!) The pleasure-filled horror of it!

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I can appreciate that .
A judicious application of electricity was the main teaching aid at my school but there were other slightly more brutal methods employed too .
 
After a couple of angst ridden weeks on this thread I think everyone has turned to levity and humor as a catharsis and release now that it has been settled and put to bed. I know I have.
 
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