Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Lost For Words
Hugh Lunn's Lost For Words is subtitled "Australia's lost language in words and stories". It is as scrumptious a book as ever you could wish to dip into. And I do dip. Here is a sample. Watch for more.
If you arrive somewhere worried about being in trouble you say "Will I throw my hat in first?"
[When you start working in a bookshop, most people stop giving you books as gifts. A very classy friend gave me this for my last birthday.]
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It's true- nobody but my wife dares give me books. Well, my uncle does, but he's a retired librarian, so he knows you can never have enough books...
That's the one thing that sucks about living in a small apartment, you don't have enough room to build up a good book collection. The advantage is that you use the library more, which costs less and makes my mother, a librarian, very happy.
My mother, a librarian, wielded her power for evil. Many a terrified borrower crouched in the shadows of the stacks waiting for her to leave the counter.
I aint got no Librarians in my famly.
We was all Democrats.
... while you yourself are a demagogue
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