Turkish Tearoom? Turkish Bath? Anyway, a Turkish delight awaits...

[MaryBS]

Picture the scene...

From the edge of every terrace and every step hang brilliantly white stalactites, and you can hear the joyful splashing of the waters of the hot springs as they cascade down over slopes where their flow is impeded only by clumps of oleanders.

Nearby is an oasis of refreshments, in our Pamukkale residence, air conditioned and with white washed generously proportioned rooms, with Mellors at the ready, to offer Turkish Massage to anyone who wishes.

The NMBs are in their element, whereas the bishops seem to have found their speedoes again.

Priest's hole is at the back, in a quiet shaded area, stocked with What Car magazines, Turkish rugs and Turkish delight

I work for myself bean as and when I want to. I've told my main client that I'll mostly be off but available if they need me.

I'm a mid-Atlantic girl and we use sofa and couch interchangeably but it could be because my grandparents came from two different parts of the state. And yes, toilet isn't used in polite company unless discussing the thing/object not the action. Over here I tend to say "loo" or "ladies" when inside I'm screaming "bathroom" or out in public it's "restroom."

Trying to decide how many and which toys to take for TS. I have a bunch of books packed. And I know outside and his girlies will be exciting for him but figure he'll need SOME things to keep him occupied.....

::Staggers in just before bedtime::

Oh, this is delightful, Mary.

I think Nancy Mitford gives a whole list of words that are U (ie upper class ie acceptable) and non-U (ie common and to be sneered at). Serviette is non-U and napkin is U. I say sofa and loo, because toilet is a joke word in our house, following an incident on a cross-channel ferry when an old lady joined a group of her friends on the table next to ours in the restaurant and announced in a very loud Brummie accent "Oi've been to the tooillit". It fair put me off my soup.

Enjoy Amber :)

Oh serpent - so sorry to hear that RacingPig has upped sticks! Hope he comes back. :(
When ours escaped (Twice! Thanks DH and MIL) we managed to get them back both times. The first time they had scooted under the fence to next door's garden but were in a bush, so DH had to get them with the pool net and pass them back over to me; the second time they went under the house and he got them back by leaving food in their open cage and then closing the door on them when they came for it. Thank goodness they didn't wander too far!

Toilet - never really seen the point of class-obsessing over it as a word, seems daft! Especially when it's on all the signs for the things in public. I say loo, lav, toilet, bog and now I'm out here, dunny. As and when I feel like it.
But I do tend to use sofa - the preferred term in Australia is "lounge" and I pretty much loathe that word unless used as a verb. I have a sofa in my living room, not a lounge in the lounge (lunacy in itself). My Dad still says settee though (he's from Sheffield).

Catita - good luck and Wheeeee to escaping! Fingers crossed very hard for you to get the job and for MrH to sort things out in time.

Mary - lovely tearoom you have set up here, especially with oodles of Turkish Delight - my favourite! BUt only the rose, lemon or chocolate covered variety. I don't "do" the stuff with nuts or bits in.

PKM - how old is your DD again? She must be a teenager from what you've said - hope she grows out of her general teen-ness soon. I think I did when I was about 21 .

x-post with amber - Congratulations! And have a lovely cultural, fun, day out. :)

I'm a big fan of the pink Turkish delight. There's a shop in the fairground at Hunstanton which sells fresh Turkish delight, which is melt in your mouth gorgeous!

Glad everyone likes the new tearoom :)

I had some hand-made supposedly-lovely Turkish Delight here a while ago - twas nothing but pink jelly encased in chocolate! Was ver' ver' disappointed :(. Luckily the warehouse that I frequent (because it sells lots of European foods) sells boxes of the Real Deal - although the Rose & Lemon ones only come in small boxes.

Mmmm, my favourite turkish delight is pistachio.

Hurrah for the Catita escape - my fingers are fully crossed about the job.

I had dh (off with friends) and ds (off playing with his bbbbbbf) free time today. It was most odd so I spent the time pulling ragwort up and having a riding lesson

Any sign of Racingpig?

Hello! I lost track of the other thread. Again. I'm positively obsessed with Camp Bestival NEXT week and am bearly capable of thinking of anything else.

I have confused DD by visibly twitching when DH instructed her to say 'pardon' instead of 'what?' I kind of explained the U/non-U thing to him, to his incredulity, and now poor child doesn't know what to say. Neither do I in fact. It's just that SHE says 'what?' in an incredibly stroppy-sounding fashion, HE says 'sorry?' in a way that just sounds sarky ... meanwhile I just fill in the gaps mentally and respond to what I think people have said. :o

Camp Bestival is not far from us, but sadly I think I'll never get to go; not only is it staggering expensive, but DH hates the idea of doing anything in a crowd. I would love to, though.

I honestly don't think that RacingPig will ever return ; when he was lost before, we found him in the first few minutes; this time we found the other two, but not RP. He was the tamest one - maybe the easiest one to catch for a passing weasel/stoat/buzzard/fox/cat? Sadly, the other two have only ever featured on our emotional radar as 'friends for RP'.

Maud, does GardenGirl use the word 'toilet' at school, though? DH (although he can obviously be excused this due to his Frenchness), is trying to introduce 'pardon'. My father always said 'Say again?', which might, of course, be American, due to his background, but I find acceptable.

I know nothing about Turkey, so cannot imagine this tea room. I did love teaching Turkish children, though; really eager to please and keen to learn, and as ebullient and affectionate as Southern Europeans.

Oh dear that there's no trace of RacingPig, Serpent. I recently entered a competition to win tickets for a festival in Dorset that I know I can't go to, thinking that in the unlikely event that I win them, I could send them to you. So, if that miracle happens, you can take Wriggle and a friend.

I have a friend who says "say again?", with no American connections as far as I know.

Girl does say toilet at school, in part because the state of the toilets is something about which she and the other girls are always complaining.

Evening all.

My mom has arrived with gifts and lots of love. LCT took about an hour to warm up and then didn't really want to go to bed!

I used to say 'what?' Now I say 'sorry?'. It's the gentle Irish influence.

Sorry to hear about RacingPig, Serp.

I really should go to bed. Or finish this . Who wants?

Ah, yes. I think I would say 'sorry'.

Maud, yes!!! Keeping fingers crossed now.

How lovely to have your 'mom' here, Tee. Make the most of it.

Now, of course, we'll all have to discuss if we say 'mum', 'mummy', 'mother', etc, when referring to our maternal parents. Or even 'ma' or 'mater'.

I've been keeping my fingers crossed, Serpent! Of course, the odds on my winning are tiny and maybe you wouldn't like the line-up, but as I benefitted from Cmot's tickets for Winter Wonderland I thought I would try to put something back into the communal pot!

I refer to my female parent as my mother, address birthday cards as mater on the envelope (another unfunny family joke) and mum on the card itself.

My daughter is 14 and a half, but I have always struggled with her to be honest

I call the toilet all sorts, loo usually I think

(not that I have one any more, but when she was alive, it was Mum).

is on. Turkish coffee, of course. Served by Mellors in a rather fetching pair of Turkish trousers and those shoes with long pointy curled ends.

Unis, if this helps, the image I was thinking of when I created the tearoom is something like this.

Sorry to hear RP still hasn't resurfaced :(

BBBR Mary! Are we in an ice cave?!

LCT slept horribly last night. Still heading to the park though!

? Please?

Those aren't icicles, and its not made of ice. The pools are warm! See here

Well I never!

Oh. Sorry. I was wondering, being under the impression that Turkey is a hot country!

Ah, my mum I refer to (as evidenced) in the third person as 'my mum'. Birthday cards addressed to AP (aged parent). She was 'mummy' for longer than I really care to admit - we never quite made the transition, my dad would always say stuff like 'ask mummy' and it just carried on. I think now that HE refers to her as 'your mum' I would shout for her as 'mum' if necessary, but I tend not to. I have called for her by her full name in a crowded place, as half the room turns round sometimes when you call 'mum!' She, meanwhile, always referred to her mum as 'my mother' in the third person, and I don't remember her addressing her as anything. She refers to me when talking to DD as 'your mommy' (she's from the west Midlands, it's well hidden but occasionally comes out!)

One of these days I'm going to have to make a concerted effort to start referring to DH as 'your dad' if DD doesn't start by herself, or the poor child could end up in the same embarrassing position of still having a mummy and daddy well into her 20s. And I'm afraid she's just not posh enough to carry that off. :o

Serp, I have addressed a similar set of issues by not taking DH. Half the cost, no anti-social partner - job done! TBH he wouldn't come if I paid him - his idea of hell apparently. DD and I are going with a friend and her two DDs, so that should work out well - going with just one adult in the group would be tough, never mind not being able to sneak out at night to watch a band, it'd be never being able to just pop and do something (to the loo, back to the tent or car, stand in a queue for food) without dragging DD with me that would be a problem for me.

I've spent ages on Youtube and £s on iTunes discovering that I quite like some of these bands I've never heard of that are playing! I'm going to make an effort to get to see some that put on a really good show, as well as being good musically, should be more fun for the kids. And I want to get them in the Bollywood tent, I think they'll have a blast!

I think I was about 10 when I started calling my parents mum and dad instead of mummy and daddy. Once my mum worked in a shop and there were 3 members of staff with the same first name so they had to be numbered! So occasionally if I phoned her at work I had to ask for J number 3 please!

My dad has the sort of name that 99% of men called this call themselves the shorter version of it, but when I send him a birthday card, I address it to him with his proper initial!