"How eccentric are your people?"

[JanH]

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The pea-ness one made me LOL ("In the three-minute silence that followed, my dad shook so hard that he slid under the table." )

Lol at 'anyone for a wobbly' - conjures up something entirely different

It's worse when we're out and about and no-one has a clue what we're on about ... especially if it's " FANCY a wobbly " !!!

We never have babies being sick now that we have DS - DD announced that he was leaking, and its stuck "He's leaking again!"

Less funny, more bloody cruel... grew up being fed rabbit under the belief that it was "furry chicken" - wtf I thought furry chicken was isn't the point .

I loved the family with the toilet photos though

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Farting is also referred to as " having a piggy in the back garden"
Courtesy of my spinster ( and incredibly proper) Auntie Emile ..... Thanks Emile!!

One year when my youngest sisters were 3 and 5 they tormented my dad asking him what he wanted for Christmas. He spent weeks telling them he wanted a K Bar (a 5 cent toffe bar sweet - the Kiwis will know what I mean). That Christmas everyone in the family, mum included, gave him a K bar. Bear in mind I have 10 siblings, so that LOTS of sickly sweet toffee he didn't really want. For years afterwards he's been deluged by K bars ever Christmas. Even the uncles and aunts have got into the act.

Poor man, wherever he goes it is traditional to present him with one.

Oh, vomiting is called, in our family "possoping". This comes from a mispronounciation of DS1's (trying to say "posset").

He did once vomit all over DH's head, when they were out. And happily said "I gave daddy a shower! From myself!".

NQQ - snigger! Lucky dh!

We still say mazagine (my dd's version as a two year old).

We also call all infant paracetamol "pink" even when it's white and I have been known to tell dh to give dd the white pink.

We always call the strawberry creme in a box of choccies 'the calpol one'.

NQC - I KNOW how eccentric you are. I'm reading your posts on THAT other thread and learning quite a lot.

lol at calpol choc

My MIL takes "anti-flammables" for her arthritis and serves "peripherals" (profiteroles) after dinner. So now we all do

We always say 'Like a bull of a Chinee shop' courtesy of ds, for someone who is being clumsy!

We call malt loaf Lello as DD used to point at it when small and yell - "Lello, lello" in response to the "what shall we have as a snack" question whilst I was eyeing up the fruit bowl !! have been known to ask if they have any Lello in the supermarket too !!

Oh, and our Tom Tom is a 'satellitigation' system too!

Oh yes - teasted toe-cakes (toasted tea-cakes). Have asked for that too many times in cafes!

Breastfeeding in our house known as "mummy's milking the baby"-courtesy of dd1 who was 4 when dd3 arrived.

Milking the baby is lovely

Am pmsl at these.

Schneebly, not quite as bad as your brother and the eggs, but when I was quite little (c. 4??) my dad convinced me that he'd found a potato (a little new one) in my ear. I always let them wash my ears after that!

And Mrs B, my mum always used to say 'Now then Willy...' when she was sort of moving from one task to the next, as if to remind herself of what she was supposed to be doing. I am wondering if Willy is some relation of Billy.

Me and dh have so many 'family sayings'. We coined the phrase 'to be a bit antiseptic' for someone who is always anticipating/getting ahead of themselves (as in 'I'm a bit antiseptic. I've already packed and we're not going away till Monday'). We've used it so much that we can no longer remember how to say 'to be a bit antiseptic' in 'proper' English!

We call Calpol 'cow-pie', and dd2 (who suffers from 'hurty knees') often staggers downstairs in the night demanding cow-pie.

Loving this thread!

dd will always offer her finished boiled egg shell (upturned))to dh ... to which dh will always act very excited at the very kind offer from dd of anotehr boiled egg... of course when bashed it turns out it's a trick!!! and dd and ds always thinks it's hilarious... wonder if she'll still do this when she's fifteen???!!!

When my youngest cousin was about two or three, we convinced him that the big black and white things in the fields were Big Rats. Every car journey we'd point to the 1000s of cows we passed (this was in rural Yorks) and say 'what do Big Rats say?'. He was much older before he discovered they don't really go 'squeak'!

Was sharing a room on holiday with both my sisters. Baby sister, aged about 6, wanted to make sure no-one smoked in the room. She spent ages carefully colouring in a sign to hang up (with lots of assistance from my stepmother). It read 'No somking'. So now the whole family refer to any occasion or place where smoking isn't permitted as 'no somking'.

We used to do the boiled egg thing when we were little, too. Never failed to amuse us...

My grandmother - all marbles firmly in place - still has to run through most of her daughters' granddaughters' and great-granddaughter's names before she gets to the right one.
My father uses 'Genghis' as an all-purpose alternative to 'you', as in 'Oi Genghis, get in the car'
The phone is the Tellingbone and the TV the Tellingvision.
Anytime he sees a dog pooing in the street he quietly instructs the owner to 'Squeeze his head, madam'.
When we come to the zebra crossing he tells us to press the tit. And the more you press it the more people it will think are there and the faster the lights will change.

My father (him again!) is also a big advocate of breast feeding. Whenever DD cried he would advise me to 'give her draught'.

PMSL at 'give her draught'