Showing posts with label Lingo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lingo. Show all posts

Sunday, June 30, 2013

LINGO: a sign by Westminister Abbey


"Please order at the till."
I'm going to guess it means windowsill.


Says the sign near Westminister Abbey.
—It was closed, otherwise I would have asked. Or just ordered at the till.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

LINGO: A sign near Oxford Circus


"No Busking."
It means no street performing of any kind. I know. I would have guessed drug dealing or tap dancing.


Says the sign near the Oxford Circus station.
—Note that in this situation "Persons" a proper noun

LINGO: Londoner in the polyester trousers

Remarks to her friend: "Oh that Arthur. What a blood clot."


Says the girl in the brightly colored polyester floral print trousers
—She's wearing trousers, not pants. Because pants are underwear. Overheard while riding the evening rail headed back to the hostel; westbound from Charing Cross. 

Friday, June 28, 2013

LINGO: Frenchman from Bavaria

"I'm just going to make a small tour."
That's take a walk.

"I didn't make sport after eating all that food that day, and I felt terrible."
He didn't exercise.

"How do you like to take your food?"
How do you like to eat it? I think...


Says Stephan 
—the kind Frenchman from Bavaria whom I sat by on the flight from Norfolk to Philly