This is what comes of living with an American, you pick up their speech patterns without realising it. No-one would say "Watching your rodent show, Jones?" in England. We'd say "Watching your rodent programme". Shows are light entertainment, but a documentary is definitely a programme.
I'm OK with spiders, but my wife isn't. I think she's not used to the
size of the house spiders we get in England. In New Mexico the spiders
tend to be fairly small and crunchy - in England they can be two inches
across and substantial enough for their footfalls to be audible on
parquet flooring. They're harmless (unless you're a fly) but they can
give you a funny turn if you unexpectedly find one in the bath.
If
you want to make me run screaming from the room in abject trouser
dampening terror, just show me a picture of a Praying Mantis. I don't
know what it is about them that terrifies me - may be it's the fact that
that head has no right to stay balanced on shoulders that small. That
and the way they STARE...
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