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I think we've all had this experience during a holiday abroad. We are hundreds, maybe even thousands of miles away from home, and all of a sudden you notice a car with your hometown's license plate or hear someone speak in your hometown's or region's dialect or slang. Maybe you will engage in a small chat with those people you have never met at home because they live in a different part of town, but here, at your holiday destination, they are like neighbours, and a remark like "It's a small world!" won't be surprising. One of those holidays was one from my childhood, we were camping in France, first in Brittany, but the weather was horrid, so we moved on to the Atlantic coast, somewhere near Bordeaux, where we stayed at a beautiful, very well-kept, very clean pine forest campsite nearby a huge, sunny, pleasantly empty beach. And boy, there were so many cars with a capital "B" for Berlin (and "B" for West Berlin only at that time) on the license plates at that campsite :)
Quite obviously one reason I remembered that anecdote in connection with this photo is the tiny-looking Earth globe balloon that you can see on the right behind the Tempodrom's roof. The "World balloon", as it's officially called, is a 150 m/ 492 ft. high viewing platform on a tethered balloon located at Checkpoint Charlie. Have I been up there myself already? To be honest: no. It sure is tempting, especially because on a clear day the view from the platform reaches as far as the outskirts of Berlin, but I'm a little bit afraid of heights, I don't like flying, and the thought of being up there in a flying object only secured by a steel cable, even if it's only for 15 minutes, is quite intimidating. But maybe I'll do it one day :) The imprint on the balloon says "DIE WELT" (The World) which is the name of one of the biggest German national newspapers and the balloon's sponsor.
For more info on the Tempodrom's history, an event location originally founded in a circus tent in West Berlin in 1980, please check the description for the photo in the first comment. There, I'd also remarked that the Tempodrom, depending on the point of view, sometimes looks like a starship, a circus tent (intended), or a crown. This zoomed-in view reminds me of a crown or even a mountaintop. You'll get this particular view, with the World balloon rising next to the "crown", when you approach the Tempodrom from its backside, through a small park located between the German Museum of Technology and the site of Anhalter Bahnhof.
Regarding the image's processing, I can only tell you as much as that I did quite a bit of "sliding", this and that, but with long breaks in between, so I can't remember the single steps except for the last finishing touches which where: 1) "Reflector Efex (Silver)" filter in Color Efex to brighten the foreground, and 2): adjustments with the primary colour sliders in LR.
Happy Sliders Sunday, Everyone!
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Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
"Arse about face" is rather vulgar but common UK slang for something that is back-to-front and the opposite to what it should or is expected to be. I think Americans might say "ass-backwards" as an equivalent. That pretty much sums up much of the world at the moment!
"The Big Yin" is Scots for "the big one" and the Glaswegian comedian, Billy Connolly, is know as The Big Yin.
Wishing you all a happy May Day.
In Explore April 6, 2022
The green tree python (Morelia viridis) is one of Papua New Guinea's most well known of snake species. Its range also extends to the western half of New Guinea, nearby Indonesian islands, and parts of Australia's Cape York Peninsula. It can be found in a variety of habitats including dry forest, swamp forest and cultivated areas, from sea level to 1,800 m elevation.
The green tree python is characterized by a relatively slim body. The species usually reaches a total length of 150-180 cm, but large females may reach 200 cm. The size also varies depending on the region of origin. Males can weigh about 1100-1400 g, females up to 1,600-1.800 g. Generally, they are a vibrant green in color but some adults are blue or yellow. They have a series of white or blue dorsal and/or lateral spots evident in most.
The diet consists mostly of small mammals, such as rodents, and sometimes reptiles and small birds.
De groene boompython (Morelia viridis) is een middelgrote slang uit de familie pythons (Pythonidae) die maximaal ongeveer 2 meter lang kan worden maar meestal kleiner blijft (circa 140 à 160 cm). De lichaamskleur is groen met gele of blauwe strepen en gele of witte vlekken. Mannetjes en vrouwtjes zijn lastig uit elkaar te houden. Vrouwtjes worden vaak wel langer.
De groene boompython komt voor in zuidoostelijk Azië; op en rond het eiland Nieuw-Guinea en de eilanden rond Nieuw-Guinea. Tenslotte in Australië in het noordelijkste puntje van de staat Queensland, genaamd Kaap York. De groene boompython leeft in tropische, warme en vochtige regenwouden die dichtbegroeid zijn. Het is een typische boombewoner die zelden de bodem betreedt. De groene boompython is te vinden van laaglanden tot een hoogte van 2000 meter boven
Door het gespierde lichaam, behendige grijpstaart en lange tanden is de python gespecialiseerd om vanuit een tak snel uit te halen naar een prooi. Hierbij wordt de staartpunt gebruikt als lokaas. Deze wordt heen- en weer gekronkeld waardoor prooien, als kleine zoogdieren, soms reptielen en kleine vogels, worden aangetrokken, en als ze dicht genoeg genaderd zijn slaat de slang bliksemsnel toe. De python is niet giftig en doodt zijn prooi door wurging.
Deze opname is gemaakt in Burgers Zoo in Arnhem.
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"A Pinsa dea Befana" is the Venetian slang for "Befana's Pinza"; Pinza is this traditional cake...
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.... the tastes of my childhood,
the scent from my grandmother's kitchen in this magic night, my heart full of joy and dreams...
this is a magic cake from my land...
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This cake is from Veneto region: It's traditionally made the Twelfth Night 's eve and it's eaten coming home from the bonfires . The cake is dense and moist, made with paysan "poor" ingredients
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MY RECIPE
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Ingredients:
Serves: 6
300 grams meal flour (farina gialla)
200 grams flour
200 grams butter (softened)
200 grams sugar
50 grams sultanas
aniseed liqueur or Italian Grappa (to soak the sultanas in)
10 dried figs
1 tablespoon aniseed
1 teaspoon baking powder
5/6 dl milk
1 glass water
30 g pine nuts
50 g candied citron (small pieces)
lemon and mandarin or orange peel
salt
METHOD
Put the meal and white flours in a pan with sugar. Add hot water and milk and cook to obtain quite a stiff polenta.
Keep on mixing and after 20 minutes add the butter, sultanas , liqueur, aniseeds, dry figs, pine nuts, candied citron and lemon and mandarin or orange peel.
Cook for a further 20 minutes, always stirring the mixture
Pour in a rectangular cake tin lined with wet greaseproof paper and cook in the preheated oven at 180° for about 30 minutes, until brown on the top....
Try and enjoy....
LOVE, JOY, HAPPINESS, PROSPERITY
FOR ALL OF YOU
FROM THE VERY DEEP OF MY HEART
IN THIS NIGHT AND FOREVER.
MAY YOUR DREAMS BECOME REALITY.
YOUR FRIEND
Elisabetta
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Roussillion 2015. Thats me with my two dogs, Blue and Paul, taking a view from the mountain Madeloc in direction Perpignan.
Perfect soundtrack: New Slang from The Shins
"Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only I don't know how they got out, dear."
Comments Are Disabled on This Photo!!!!!! Dont know how 9 people have got through! Please respect! Ive no time to respond at present!
But it doesnt mean that Im not very grateful to have such brilliant friends like you lovely people who are spread to the 4 corners of the World! You are far and away beyond Awesome!!!!!
Be nice to each other!!!! x.
" Óna chéile ach í gcónaí le chéile! "
Apart but always together!
Pádraig.
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Dusk falls along the historic South Bull Wall, Sandymount, Dublin.
The development of Dublin Port, the South Bull Wall, the North Bull Wall and Bull Island were very much down to the foresight and influence of Capt William Blyth of Mutiny on the Bounty infamy! en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_South_Wall
Here is a song from the streets of Dublin written back in the 1800s about this area that children used to sing about. Its a true and somwhat cruel tawdry tale, a bit like "Ring a Ring a roses, we all fall down," which is about the Plague that children still sing here when they are playing in the school yard.
There are lots of words in this song that are in Dublin slang which I will try to explain;
" The Twangman"
" Come listen to my story now,
My good friends one and all.
When the Militia wasnt wantin` him,
He dealt in Hawkin` twang ,
He courted a lovely maiden,
As fair as any midge ,
And she kept a Treacly Pot,
One side of the Carlisle Bridge,
" Now another one came courting her,
And his name was Billy the Bags,
He was a commercial traveller,
And he dealt in bones and rags,
He took her out to "Sandymount, "
For to see the waters roll,
And he won the heart of the Twangmans mot,
Playing " Billy in the Bowl ",
" Now when the Twangman heard of this,
He flew into a rage,
And swore by the contents of his twang cart,
On him he`d have revenge,
So he lay in wait by James`s Gate,
Till the poor auld Bags came up,
And with his twang knife he took the life,
Of the poor auld "Gather-em-up"
" Well now you`ve heard me [ my ] story,
And I hope you`ll be good men,
And not go chasin` the Twangman`s daughter,
Or any other auld hen,
For she`ll leave you without a brass farthing,
Not even your auld sack of rags,
And you`ll end up in the gutter just,
Like poor auld Billy the Bags!. "
Explaination;
First verse; Twangman= Scrap Metal dealer.
Militia; Police.
Midge; Nymph/ Fairy
Treacly Pot; Pot of pitch or Tar used for patching roofs, roads and as a damp proof.
Carlile Bridge; Now O Connel Bridge. Originally called after Lord Carlile during British occuparion.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frederick_Howard,_5th_Earl_of_Carlisle
Second verse; " playing Billy in the Bowl " A homeless Dublin man who lived rough though the locals were very good to him. He was born with no legs but someone got a tin bath and put 4 castor wheels on it. He would sit in it and was able to propel himself along the street by using his hand and arms
He had very strong muscular arms and hands obviously as he had developed great upper body strength.He got involved in a fight one night in Monto [Monthgomery Street, [ a red light area ] with a Spanish sailor concerning a lady of the night and he strangled him. He was hung for his crime
Third verse; James`s Gate: Guinness`s Brewery.
The word "Auld" is pronounced "Owl-ed" and means "Old".
I hope you like the photo and the song.
Do keep safe out there. Avoid all places of temptation, Wear loose clothing, Change your underware at least ones a week whether you need to or not and wear heavy Pyjamas! Do enjoy yourselves! Now go and wash your hands!!!!! Properly!!! Lol!
Distance Hugs!
Pat.
Wow!!! I dont know what to say really as this has taken off like a rocket. within just a few hoursI dont know whether its the photo or the song but hopefully both. Thank you all so much.
Heres something that I really should have put up with it. Its called " Ringend Rose " and its from a working class area close to where the photo was taken. I served my time with the wonderful men from Ringsend who were all total characters and went to no end of trouble to teach me their skill and for no reward really as I was far from being the brighest match in the box!. I am forever in their debt and hold them and the people of Ringsend with the deepest respect and affection. They speak in this Dublin dialect and thats how I understand it. They call every man or boy"Son" and every Woman "Missus" whether they are married or not!! Lol! They love their City and are fiercly loyal and patriotic about Ireland. They are indeed rarer than the rarest!!! Bless them!
This song was written by Shay Healy who was a camera man in RTE tv. He wrote so much stuff including " Whats another Year " for Johnny Logan who won the Eurovision 3 times with Shay`s songs!
He wrote Ringsend Rose and Brendan Grace heard him sing it in a Dublin pub. He asked could he borrow it as he wanted to release it as a single. Shay said he was mad and it would never get anywhere! How wrong was he! It went mega. Im not going to tell you why as its obvious really and it "destroys me" every time I hear it.
Have a read and a listen:
Ringend Rose
In Dublin town,[ Irishtown ] there lives a girl,
Rarer than the flower Im wearin`
Rose Donahoe, all fresh and new,
And I love her past all carin`
And there she goes, My Ringsend rose,
In Gods garden there none rarer,
And there she goes, My Ringsend rose,
Dublin town has seen none fairer.
Three yards of lace, She walks with grace,
And a golden ring shes askin`,
The savings slow, ah but still I know,
That our love is everlastin`,
And there she goes, My Ringsend rose,
In God`s garden there none rarer
And there she goes, My Ringsend rose,
Dublin town has seen none fairer,
Dublin town has seen none fairer.
Heres Brendan live in Killarney. Enjoy!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGdZbGa1slg
Thank you so much!!!!!
Hugs! Pat.
Cockney rhyming slang is a form of phrase construction in the English language that is especially prevalent in dialectal English from the East End of London. The construction involves replacing a common word with a rhyming phrase of two or three words and then, in almost all cases, omitting the secondary rhyming word (which is thereafter implied), in a process called hemiteleia, making the origin and meaning of the phrase elusive to listeners not in the know.
Examples: apples and pears = stairs, dog and bone = phone. In my example cream crackered = knackered.
More examples www.ruf.rice.edu/~kemmer/Words04/usage/slang_cockney.html
Definitely not used here in America something I often forget and I receive some strange looks when I use it. For those not in the know knackered is tired.
Slang.
Свобода обитания Опасный скальпель Химик Демонстрации Положительная грамматика Беглец морей нескромные заговоры демократия косяки,
pulando reuniões fases caprichosas escavando tempestades vícios convulsivos sinalizando começa vencedor natural aceitando números fome justa,
bandiere venerealee appuntamenti mormoranti riflessioni lingue cinguettanti posa di mortaio ripetendo grandi tintinnio aratri tinner segni espressioni,
arwerthiannau saethu cedrwydd hemmed bryniau wedi'u taflu dabbed beddau aur heb eu torri gwersi hardd cloddio glannau cerddi parhaus llosgi llygaid,
إقناع الشخصيات بجوائز صلبة مرات الاضطرابات الصخور إطلاق سراح رياح دوامة الرثاء عظيم العصور متجهم الساقين الاستحمام,
驚異の音行進ミュール叫ぶ行こて見習い波止場橋嘘をつなぐバッグを強制する下船の森濃い影あなた下船森濃い影あなた.
Steve.D.Hammond.
There are so many internet and anime culture references through this graffiti that it makes my head spin...