This week – Word of the Week (#13):
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n. A thing, especially a vegetable, fit to be eaten;
adj. Fit to be eaten; edible.
n. A thing, especially a vegetable, fit to be eaten;
adj. Fit to be eaten; edible.
adj. Unwell or run down – generally as a result of having had too much to drink.
In 1740 Admiral Vernon, the commander in chief of the West Indies replaced the neat rum which was then issued to all sailors twice daily, with a watered-down version. The Admiral was well-known among the sailors of the fleet, with a nickname of ‘Old Grog’*, and the unhappy men soon began calling the new watered-down rations ‘Grog’ in his honour. It wasn’t long before the ever-inventive general populace extended this name and started referring to those sailors under the influence of said Grog as grog-y, which then became the word that we (well me anyway) know and love today.
I use this word quite a lot as I am always pretty ill, although unfortunately I rarely have the enjoyment of being drunk first. Hope you like it, it sometimes seems almost onomatopoeic (if I can corrupt the word) in the way it describes that feeling of, well, grogginess…
*Grog was a nickname attributed to him on account of a Grogam coat (made of a mixture of mohair and silk) which he invariably wore.
n. The water of life. A compounded, distilled, aromatic spirit; the Irish sort is particularly distinguished for its pleasant and mild flavour. The Highland sort is somewhat hotter; in Scottish they call it whisky.
mmm, whiskey...
This week’s word was actually the first, and by far the most successful, word that I picked when restarted this experiment a while ago. That was before I decided to share my experiences in this with t’ interweb, and I can’t resist picking it again. So, back by (my own) popular demand and dedicated, with thanks for the memories - past and yet to come, to David;
n. The act of wandering.
This week we have a slightly more contemporary word:
n. An invented English dialect that mimics the stereotypical English Westcountry accent (it is not, however, specific to any particular county).
The name is a play on words: the combination of "mummer", a slang term for a folk actor, and the name of the largely rural county of Somerset.
Anyone who’s heard Round the Horne will know this accent from a character called Rambling Syd Rumpo. These days though, it’s probably better recognised – particularly among my friends – in phrases such as “a’right my luvver” when spoken by non-native Westerners.
Apparently I have lately been subconsciously using this accent, saying words such as “foin” instead of “fine”… I really hope that folk will have a play with this week’s word, even if it’s adopting the meaning rather than the word itself.
There is a possibility that this week’s word might become personally relevant to me soon, but for today I picked it on the basis that it sounds quite nice.
v. To move inconstantly, as if driven by a puff of wind.
This week sees another offering from Samuel Johnson (It’s the only book I brought back to Bristol with me, so we’ll probably hear a lot from him). I really like this word and I hope that it’s one that you guys will have a go with during the next week.
v. To ramble about without any settled purpose; to rave loosely and idly.
Short one this week, dedicated particularly to one of my cousins (snowingindoors – see the links on the sidebar) who has set herself up in business in this corner of the market.
n. Photograph of a child.
From the German kinder – child, and the Greek graphikos – picturesque.
This week it’s an offering from Dr. Johnson, and was again chosen to be vaguely relevant – this is not a general trend in my method of electing a word, it’s just that in the last few weeks, when it came to picking the new addition to my vocabulary, relevancy seemed to be the appropriate avenue to take.
So, in honour of my brother’s receipt of Rose Kemp’s new album:
adj. Wonderful
Apologies for the lack of regularity, the last few weeks have been somewhat up in air. I am, however, soon to be returning to Bristol for the new academic term, and I hope to be a more reliably consistent poster – the aim being to provide another place of refuge from the day-to-day life which can pall after a while if not interspersed with a little of the minor, yet interesting, obscurities which provide, if not the backbone then perhaps the funny bone of our society.
All comments and content suggestions welcome. No, encouraged.
So, recently I have been indulging in a little fancy. Every week I have been picking a word - generally one out of common use, and giving myself a week to try it out and see how it feels. On the whole it's been pretty fun, and I'd like to share the experience.