What is it going to be

You lot are going to get me talking USA speak with a forum name like Parking Lot :). Anyway I've parked my mouse - so is this going to be gardening or something other.

Your friend from over the sea.

Peter

I think it is going to be a cozy little forum for use members to chat about anything.

So Parking lot is an american term? Where do you park your car (vehicle, auto, wheels} in Wickersley? And do you have tailgate parties?

In Kent we use a Car Park, or, as my mother called it once, A Par Cark.
Welcome Peter 63, good to see another UK person here. Sure you'll enjoy DG - all so friendly (once you get used to the American 'English' LOL!
:)

OH, Philomel, I think we Yanks speak "fair to middlin'" English! Really, it's just "six of one, half a dozen of the other"! "Push, come shove", we'll all understand one another!

Thanks for the welcome - perhaps I should tread carefully with my casual remarks about USA speak.....but its always with a smile on my face.

As Philomel says - car park.

Zanymuse - the tailgate parties I can only guess are our 'car boot sales', although I might be wrong there; perhaps they are your 'garage sales'
Our car boot (trunk) sales are ubiquitous here in the UK. There must be an unbelievable amount of junk people want to get rid of. I suppose the fact is, one persons junk is anothers treasure.

Peter.

Peter63: No offense taken...should have added a smiley :)! In the US, unless I'm mistaken, a tailgate party generally includes a cooler of beer or other cold drinks. I'm pretty "long in the tooth", so I may not be up to date on my interpretation.

Absolutely Weez. Was only referring to the little differences that provide the 'quaint' element for each other - Parking Lot/Car Park - and so on. We can certainly all understand each other.
I'd just hate to see a uniform world where things, including speech, are 'standardised'. Wouldn't life be boring?
Cherish the differences in culture and custom. Still like to have a giggle about them - or things like my mum's 'Par Cark'. That became a family joke! Laughing 'with' not 'at' and poking as much fun at myself as the other way.

On to tailgates Zany - we have "Boot Fairs" where people gather in fields and sell unwanted items from their car boots, a bit like your 'garage sales' i think?

Also our cars wear bonnets, not hoods LOL!!
:)

I for one am thrilled that we have such a diverse group!!!
please don't ever turn into us, and we won't turn into you. and I'll always enjoy the differences between us.

I believe we have tailgate parties mainly at major sporting events such as Wimbledon (tennis), Twickenham (rugby) and polo games, horse trials etc. These usually involve cool boxes, champagne, strawberries and other luxury nibbles.

same as ours philomel! but we mainly have hot dogs and beer!! LOL!

A small grill-for hot dogs, burgers or steaks! =]
I luv the way you people from across the pond speak! Or any other part of the world!!!
Gives me tingles! Thats what makes the world go round-all the differences-but yet we are all the same! ;)
This is a great "sparking space"! <---Thats how it always came out when I was helping mom find a spot to park! I still say it!

My Aunt Bertha, who was trying to be conversational with a store clerk in a strange town, attempted to observe, "My, what a busy little city you have here!" Instead she said, "My, what a bitty little sizzy you have here!" It became a family joke.

My son has an old vintage Norton Motorcycle, so he sent for the manual. He was amused to find that what we call "grounding" the battery was called "earthing" in the English manual. I'm sure you'd find "grounding" just as amusing!

These differences occur within the US, as well. When I was an adolescent, my father took us down to southern Indiana for a family reunion in one of the state parks. My cousins asked me if I would like to see the far tar. I had no idea what it was, but didn't want to appear stupid, so I agreed. We walked some distance into the woods, and they told me, "Thar's the far tar." I still couldn't see anything, until they pointed upward. I laughed & said, "Oh, a fire tower!". They all looked at me and exclaimed, "Listen ta tha way she says far tar!

I think I would prefer the English tailgate party myself! LOL Did you see what they are serving?? Let's form a line behind Philomel's car. LOL Can I have strawberries dipped in chocolate please?? I was only bringing conqueso! Years ago, I dated and English guy. He had a rather large nose-seems Rugby is fairly dangerous. :^)

Yes, I'm with you, Badseed. Sure beats beer and cheese puffs! However, I think they are "having us on" a bit. I'm sure there is the occasional stout with bangers and mash!

You're right Weezin - my description was definitely 'how the other half live'!! LOLOL

Don't let those people across the pond fool you guys!! Of course they eat bangers and mash!! Stout....well, I don't know about that!! I bet Peter drinks either lager or pale ale!!!!! Or maybe mild and bitter!!!! What I can't understand is how some of us lose our accent as soon as we step on American soil!! Well I don't mean me of course....that'll be the day!!! But it's true and it sounds awful!! I can understand if they came here as a child!!!! Lisa thinks I speak posh.....now that's a laugh!!! Badseed, how come most of the things you know are 'large'!! ROFL!!!!! yes rugby is quite dangerous - it's a man's game you know - no padding!!!! Hee-hee!!

My son started playing rugby at 5 and a half, my daughter married the club captain, my grandson now plays. The most serious injury so far has been a broken finger (hope i'm not tempting fate here!), but the bruises each week - wow, talk about black and blue.
As you say, Louisa, no padding - well only the natural kind, lol.

Baa's been going to the wrong places if these parties entail luxury nibbles, what happened to the egg and cress sarnies with obligatory sand (regardless of where you go), the half melted icecream, hot lemonade and cold flask of tomato cup-a-soup?

As for losing accents, I've met a lot of people who live in Southern England who moved from more northerly climes and they lose their accent in seconds. Me ... 20 years on 18th March this year I've been here and I still have people telling me I'm a long way from home.

I like rugby but it was the one sport I stayed away from at college. Hah there was no way I was going to play rugby 7's. Paintballing hurt bad enough.

I had an aunt (was killed in auto ) she was from wales/lancashire Eng. she missed her fish & CHIPS SO MUCH. SHE WOULD MAKE A SANDWICH OUT OF POTATOE CHIPS AND SPRINKLE VINEGAR OVER IT... WAS PRETTY GOOd! AND NOT TO MENTION HER SHEPARDS PIE! MMMM.

Hey! you're so right. I drink lager with lime (a so called ladies drink); I go to car boot sales; leave my car in a car park; and I walk on the pavement. And all that makes me just another guy who has gotten to like Daves garden.

See, I'm learning some state side speak.:)

Peter.

This is hilarious! Welcome Peter, by the way. :)

You guys would enjoy this site, Engrish.com: http://www.engrish.com

Beer and Brats are what makes a tailgate party around here.

Ah, JoanJ: I'd kill for a really good brat! Lived in Wisconsin for a year..the county fair concession booth served home made brats with homemade saurkraut on them..yum!

Weeze, then you put a slice of swiss cheese on top.

I think I better stop at the grocery store on my way home from work. I want brats now. LOL

I'm headed for town, so maybe I'll stop off and pick up the sad but only brats available to me. That & a bit of kraut could keep the covers fluttering all night. Too bad the DH is on a business trip or we could take turns making the covers flutter!

Well I think I'll get out the old ford pu truck and polish up her bonnet so she will look spiffy at the tailgate party after the softballgame. If someone here tries to sell you something from the trunk (boot?) it is probably wise to keep walking since it is doubtless hot! (stolen) Hey! I may learn to talk like Louisa in here!

What!!! And lose that wonderful drawl. I won't have it!!!No Zany you don't want to talk like me. Only me talks like me!! Hey, I think I'll load up the truck and have a car boot sale while I'm here. That way I can get rid of all my junk, but must have something to munch on. Hmm a chip sardie does sound so good right now!! Tink, your aunt had the right idea!! So sorry to hear she was killed - poor lady!!

Go for it Tink - you can't beat a good plate of fried egg and chips with plenty of bread to make sarnies (sanwiches)

Did you know - the name 'sandwich' derives from Lord Sandwich who first slapped something between two slices of bread. Trust an Englishman...what inventors.

Gardenwife - I've enough on my plate (probably another English saying) without trying other sites.
I was trying to update my gardening website with an article on manures and manuring, before offering out the http, but I'm getting no work done at all through looking in at DG.

Peter.
Yorkshire
England

Ah Peter - you have just discovered another way of life!!! DG is the bane of us gardeners!! Winter is OK because we do have time to spend here although other things fall by the wayside like housework and cooking becomes a nuisance!! Once your're hooked, then it really is hook, line and sinker!! There is no escape....lolol!!

Insomnia taken over so back at the diabolical machine.
Must have gone astray somewhere down the line ....what are 'brats'?.
To me a brat is a very badly behaved child - don't think you can eat those ?

Peter.

JoanJ... the best brats i've had is simmered slowly in Heiniken[sp?] beer. Hmmmmm yummy!

Peter63 - Brat is short for bratwurst, which is a type of sausage and looks like a fat hot dog. If I'm not mistaken, they originate from Germany. They are really good.

MaVieRose - Simmered slowly in Heinekin beer? Now that sound wonderful. I never have liked the charbroiled outside of them and usually peel it off. I think I'll try this. Could even do it in a crock pot for a large gathering. Thanks.

Peter :D... u are so funny!!! ROTFLOL!!!


Joan... that is a good idea. simmered in a crockpot. then char broiled over hot charcoal to get rid of some of the fat, place brats on a bun with lots of Poupon Mustard and pickle relish.... HMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!

Using Peter's definition, I must say I've known a few "brats" that NEEDED to be slowly grilled over hot coals....

Yep, should come up nice and crispy Amary! Wonder what would go best with them??
Hot dogs conjure up wonderful pictures too :)

How about a side dish of boiled and mashed parents? (Specifically the ones that created the BRATS!!)

Ok folks - just gotta jump in here. I live in the piedmont area of NC now - but I grew up on the southern tip of the Outer Banks near Cape Lookout. The communities here are full of natives that speak with a cockney accent that is pure and melodic. The reason we are so blessed is that the whalers being shipwrecked were our first settlers - and they were usually shanghi'd from off the docks in the Mother Land. So our brogues and phrases are laced with good expressions too - Don't know how long that I'll tarry.... So Peter and those from the UK - Here's to 6th generation colonists!

Now as for food - let's look at the coastal side of life - where tailgate parties could be near the sand with grilled seafood - or clambakes, or oyster roasts, or beach music and shrimp burgers - with cole slaw - not sour kraut! Hahah :). Down by the water with a soft breeze, a beautiful sunset, good music, a few beers thrown in - Ahh - now we're talking tailgate party!!! Then if you listen really close - you can hear the strains of a beach music band playing at the pavillion on the boardwalk - the Tams, The Showmen, The Drifters, Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs... Motown music. Anybody wanna dance?

"Under the boardwalllkkkkk...."


swoznick

I couldn't help but jump into this conversation either! I love the idea of MaVieRose & JoanJ slowly simmering the Brats (not the bratty kids, though) in beer with the added flavor of the grill! Going to try that this weekend!

Not sure how you refer to your youth across the big pond, but my dad always referred to us in one of the following ways: Curtain Climber, RugRat or House Ape!

Couldn't leave this favorite out of this thread either. My DH, driving fast as usual, takes us down a country road where I quickly want to get his attention to show him a home with a "castle" like tower. In the haste of the moment, all I could say was, "Did you see that? It's where they keep the Damstress!" One of our classics :)

That's the swoznick I remember - eloquent in the written language. You teach me a lot about colonial history. Strange using that term; some colony now.

Love the smell of those thick sausages. Thanks for info on their origin Joan.

On a more sombre note - I hear on the radio that crowds are now gathering in the Mall, London, prior to the funeral of the Queen Mother. I'm sure it will be quite a moving scene but I can't bring myself to sit in front of the tv watching it. I just look back in the knowledge that she seems to have had a comparatively happy and successful life; certainly a long one.

Peter.