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DavebytheSea wrote:I should add that these days it is considered the height of bad manners to vomit or pee to weather when invited aboard a friend's yacht for a sail. The blow back not only affects the perpetrator, but often other members of the crew as well - which can be most disagreeable for all concerned.
Well thank you for that just as I finished my breakfast.
Well next time you are in Cornwall, you must come for a sail and give a demonstration. ('tho any photographic evidence of your stomach strength will not necessarily be published on this forum)
DavebytheSea wrote:Absolutely! Heads it is on the boat (there should be some pun here about tails you loose, I think - tho it is too early in the morning for my brain).
The origin of the term comes, I think, from the old sailing ships which, being largely square rigged (and therefore usually sailing downwind), had a useful "dropping" point from the cat heads (the beam protruding from a little aft of the bowsprit whence the anchor was shipped). Thus the jolly tar would go for'ard to the heads to do his business so that the outgoings (with any accompanying smells) were carried off downwind. The senior officers of course had other arrangements.
That's a new one on me. My father is in the navy and he has always maintained the reason is because whenever an officer went to relieve himself a junior sailor would shout 'heads'! This served as an order to all the ratings to turn their heads away from the event, thus sparing the officer his dignity.
My therapist says I have a preoccupation with vengeance. We’ll see about that.
englishangel wrote:Call it what you will, anything I can do including ROFL to reduce it will do for me.
I lived in US for 4 years and son had to translate onec when I asked for a ham and tomaaaato sandwich.
I had huge problems in California when all the restaurants offered me "Super Salad". Answering "yes, please!" just left them totally confused.
"Super Salad" ?
Similar to some friends of our Grand-Children who had a whip round to buy their Great Grandfather a strip-a-gram for his one hundreth birthday surprise.
When she called, he was somewhat confused at the scantily clad lady when he opened the door and she said, smiling, "Super Sex".
Thinking it was the Meals-On-Wheels lady, he replied, "If it's alright with you, I'll just have the soup, please !!"
englishangel wrote:bathrooms, I know we women spend a long time in there but taking a bath, I don't think so
I regularly take baths in toilet-pans. It's an occupational perk if you're semi-homeless.
PS: When I was a kiddie I went to another kid's birthday party and his mum kicked off proceedings by announcing that 'If anyone wants the Little House, it's at the top of the stairs.'
None of us had a clue what she was talking about. Probably several kids ended up using the airing cupboard as a toilet as a result.
Richard Ruck wrote:I'm not a great lover of euphemisms for bodily functions.
Tell it like it is, I say! It's all perfectly natural, after all.
'Rest Room' indeed.
French towns and villages used to have 'pissoirs' everywhere - no messing about with silly names there.
Remember the Sydney Olympics? Hordes of visiting Yanks baffled by the concept of a 'Drag-away Dunny'.......
I wasn't there Richard
My husband uses rhyming slang as in Pony (and trap).
My daughter came up with the best one when she was about seven, "Where are you going Helen?" "For a Scooby if it is any of your business." (nose in the air and toss of the head)
