If I could give one thing to America, it would be a gift basket of words it has forgotten it ever had.
Bushwalk is such a gloriously Aussie word. While Americans vigorously hike and the English ramble or roam, Australians, mate, we just go for a walk, you know, in the bush.
The waitress asks me if I would like some more hot water for my tea. I smile, meet her eyes… Read more Scarfing the chips on our shoulders
Oh, that hurt. I have Americanized my website, swapping esses for zees, swapping licence for license and removing that all-important… Read more English, across the zees
A friend introduced me to the word tidge today. I had never heard it before but from the context I… Read more English’s tiny, moving parts