Bitch on the Blog

December 10, 2012

Not for the first time

Filed under: language — bitchontheblog @ 19:55
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Am slightly unnerved by myself.

I find it hard to leave things alone. Like spelling mistakes. The only reason I sometimes will – with cold sweat on my feverish forehead – let one stand because I was told that to make a mistake is what makes us human and other people love you. As comforts go it’s a great one: Which human doesn’t want to be considered human? Being loved? Let’s get back to that another time. Instead I bleed. Not least because I am the daughter of a perfectionist. OH MY GOD. And to make matters worse I don’t use a spell checker (as you, Cynthia, no doubt, will remember). It’s a matter of pride. If I don’t know how to spell something I will consult my dictionary and ignore all American spelling suggested to me: Where there is colour there is a ‘U’. And that’s that. You don’t swot a sizeable chunk of your life learning the intracacies of English spelling only to then realize that Americans have taken the German route chucking out all that is superfluous.

Hugs and kisses,

U

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17 Comments »

  1. So the rest of the world is hell bent on getting rid of U? How sad. Be a love and turn the lights off on your way out.

    Comment by tomgowans — December 10, 2012 @ 20:10 | Reply

    • What I need, Tom, is a torch. Not least when I need to read the electricity meter.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 08:44 | Reply

      • And, presumably, a heart massage once you have read it and received the bill? I volouuuunteer…

        Comment by tomgowans Gowans — December 15, 2012 @ 09:35 | Reply

  2. I use my husband as my speller when I get “no guesses found”.

    I’m an American but you’ve got me spelling colour even tho’ I favour being American & labour to remember that.

    Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 10, 2012 @ 21:28 | Reply

    • It’s good to know, Cynthia, that my influence can be beneficial. Love your “no guesses found”.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 08:43 | Reply

  3. I don’t know if I have read too many English novels, but I find that I add the ‘u’ to many of the words we – meaning Americans – have taken it out of. Of course many of my ancestor were British so maybe one is squatting inside of me demanding the proper spelling. Must correct bad behaviour.

    Comment by writingfeemail — December 12, 2012 @ 21:56 | Reply

    • That is so sweet, Renee. So you – always considerate. Or should I say: Considered?

      Interesting subject you have touched on (not for the first time): When different ‘bloods’ course round our veins, when by heritage (or accident) we are subjected to different cultural influences. Have to pick this up in more detail.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 08:39 | Reply

  4. Intricacies.

    XO
    WWW

    Comment by wisewebwoman — December 14, 2012 @ 21:03 | Reply

    • Testing, testing, WWW.

      So gratifying when people pay attention. Thanks for making me smile.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 08:06 | Reply

  5. I eever use a spellchecker as a matter of pride either. Then when you’re editing English US you make a complete fool of yourself. Me not you. Thankfully, it’s possible to Google into various dictionaries.

    Comment by Maria — December 15, 2012 @ 02:49 | Reply

    • Maria, never be afraid of making a fool of yourself. I do it frequently. My main bane being that I rarely reread my b(l)og entries or comments. Not even my emails unless they are of an official nature. This is not out of disrespect for my readers/recipients. It’s just that if I don’t fling things on the ‘page’ without a second thought they’d never see the light of day (that’s the downside of being perfectionist). I have also noticed that sometimes thought flies ahead of our typing speed and mine is pretty damn fast. Yesterday I blushed when – in the cold day of light – I reread an already sent email. A couple of ‘Freuds’ there. Not least when I meant to say ‘heavy’ only to find I’d typed ‘heaving’. This is why you want to beware people like WWW who clearly have an eye for detail.

      And then there are typos. When both your left and your right appear to be in a race (this is on a qwerty keyboard). Never mind. As I said, it’s our mistakes which make us loveable (and loathsome). There is only one person who I send the odd email to (my son’s father) where I will go over every dot on an eye and any cross over a tee because he is militant on spelling and punctuation. Yes, militant. I shouldn’t wonder if he were a member of the Keith Waterhouse apostrophe society.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 08:27 | Reply

      • I am forever misplacing apostrophes. Mind you, I am also forever misplacing my truck keys, boots and mobile phone. Once I thought I had misplaced a wife but then I found her note telling me she had left and not to waste time looking for the charge cards or the Mercedes. Damn decent of her, I thought.

        Comment by tomgowans Gowans — December 15, 2012 @ 10:20 | Reply

        • HahaHahaha. Loved that. Not that I believe your wife left you (without your charge cards & Mercedes). I don’t usually guess right though.

          Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 15, 2012 @ 15:50 | Reply

          • To get a measure of the man, Cynthia, try and read Tom’s back catalogue. You may get a whole new perspective of your very own Tom, the father of your children. Just make sure your bike doesn’t have a puncture, Angola’s roads being perilous. Otherwise mount the hippo on the lawn to make a quick get away. And wear trousers. Tom will chase anything (over eighteen) in a skirt.

            U

            Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 17:02 | Reply

          • ‘(WITHOUT your charge cards & Mercedes.)’ There’s’s an example of mistakes. Blew away the whole idea. And I read my comment 3 times being the perfectionist I try to be.

            Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 15, 2012 @ 17:51 | Reply

            • OK– She left WITH your charge cards & Mercedes. Did I get it right this time? I hate nitpicking myself.

              Comment by bikehikebabe66 — December 15, 2012 @ 17:56 | Reply

        • Make mine a BMW or, preferably, eine Ente (2CV). Indeed any Citroen. Am for reasons best kept to myself enamored with that make. And don’t believe a word about their undercarriage rusting. It’s a myth.

          Tom, for someone who used to diffuse landmines and has come out relatively unharmed, wrestles with Marcia and Angolan bureaucracy, builds a well, waters the natives and is still standing you need to learn to take marriage in your stride. And next time you look over your shoulder and see Marcia with her rolling pin (Nudelholz) do remember: There is at least one good woman behind every successful man, and a man in front of every woman who cares to swing that weapon of man destruction. And that includes our amiable John of Welsh gander fame – just adapt the story line. It still works.
          U

          Comment by bitchontheblog — December 15, 2012 @ 16:56 | Reply


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