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| Summary | Could Try Harder |
In Kidderminster, nationally accepted standards for playground terms were circulated, mis-heard, and got wrong. Perhaps we'd heard the right version from some dusty-jacketed, worldly wise band of travelling schoolboys, and not understood their Queen's English.
Take jaffas, the well-known and logical word for boys who shoot blanks. We called them "jaspers". But we also called wasps Jaspers. It was a confusing time for impotent boys and wasps alike.
Similarly, skill - to us - was and American Bum Disease, even though an American Bum is a tramp, and African Bums are just funnier.
The Kidder version of the Rainbow "Lion Sleeps Tonight" song was;
In the Jungle with George and Bungle, Zippy on the drums.
Jeffrey farted, an earthquake started, and down the rocks they fell.
This is self-evidently a bit crap.
Most inaccurate versions of playground games can be traced to a national game of Chinese Whispers - when they passed through Kidderminster, and we got it really wrong.
Take jaffas, the well-known and logical word for boys who shoot blanks. We called them "jaspers". But we also called wasps Jaspers. It was a confusing time for impotent boys and wasps alike.
Similarly, skill - to us - was and American Bum Disease, even though an American Bum is a tramp, and African Bums are just funnier.
The Kidder version of the Rainbow "Lion Sleeps Tonight" song was;
In the Jungle with George and Bungle, Zippy on the drums.
Jeffrey farted, an earthquake started, and down the rocks they fell.
This is self-evidently a bit crap.
Most inaccurate versions of playground games can be traced to a national game of Chinese Whispers - when they passed through Kidderminster, and we got it really wrong.
Eilif Loken appeared one day at some point in the middle of our Middle School experience. He had a ridiculous name (especially in the town of Kidderminster), refused to tell us where he had come from and instantly became friends with the resident wierdos and gypos(pale faced, strange smelling and also interstingly named individuals) and was therefore a fascinating subject for the ritual humilation of the school freaks.
By the start of High School the boys in our year had let it be known that he had a curly nob - like a pigs tail. He seemed proud of this and as far as I know never denied it.
He was such a strange individual that when we got to high school even kids as high up as sixth form would make a particular effort to come and par-take in the strange world of Eilif.
My best friend came up with the bizzare and still hillarious (if only to us)revision of his name - Tealeaf Lowcost. Tealeaf sounds like Eilif and Lowcast emphasised his gypo status.
By the start of High School the boys in our year had let it be known that he had a curly nob - like a pigs tail. He seemed proud of this and as far as I know never denied it.
He was such a strange individual that when we got to high school even kids as high up as sixth form would make a particular effort to come and par-take in the strange world of Eilif.
My best friend came up with the bizzare and still hillarious (if only to us)revision of his name - Tealeaf Lowcost. Tealeaf sounds like Eilif and Lowcast emphasised his gypo status.