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livredor
Postcard from Oz
Saturday, 12 November 2005 at 09:40 am
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So, brief summary of the past few days. I arrived stupid early on Thursday morning. In an effort to keep myself awake for as long as possible I went for a long walk along the sea front and back through Albert Park. Short siesta, then the cousins came home from school and turned out to be delightful. Yay cousins.

Yesterday I spent the morning in the Botanic gardens, which is a really wonderful place. And I happened to be at the war memorial for 11 o'clock; I'm glad to have marked Remembrance Day, which is taken very seriously in Australia. The jet-lag really hit me at about lunch time, and the rest of the day passed in a kind of zombie haze where all my attention went to keeping awake. I accompanied my aunt C to the market, and then my uncle D arranged for me to have some hospitality for Friday night with some friends of his who have kids of an age with my cousins.

These friends turned out to be lovely. They took me to Temple Beth Israel, which is a big Reform shul, for the Kabbalat Shabbat (Friday night) service. It's a bit more towards the left of the Progressive spectrum than I'd normally choose for myself (organ, show-offy chazan, liturgy with English passages vaguely thematically connected as opposed to being translations of the Hebrew), but nice people. And then they fed me a lovely meal, very shabbosdich. Lots and lots of children (not all theirs), and good food, and friendly and pleasant. The wife had a funny accent, and I was thinking to myself, this is ridiculous, I can't possibly be unsure whether someone is Welsh or Irish, they're totally different. Turned out she's half and half, so that made me feel a bit less stupid.

Anyway, people are returning and waking up, so I should go and be sociable.


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wychwood: gen - dust puppy
From:wychwood
Date:November 11th, 2005 11:16 pm (UTC)
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Hoorah! I'm glad you're having fun :)
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From:lyssiae
Date:November 11th, 2005 11:34 pm (UTC)
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Good to hear about your exploits. Hope the rest of the trip goes as well.
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From:dsgood
Date:November 12th, 2005 12:43 am (UTC)
1 hours after journal entry, November 11th, 2005 06:43 pm (dsgood's time)

Accents

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I used to know someone whose accent sounded like RP (the "correct" British English pronunciation) -- but with Scottish-sounding r's where RP doesn't have r's (car, silver).

It turned out to be a Dublin accent. (One of several Dublin accents.)

I know someone who has a definite Australian accent, even though she's spent most of her life in the US. She was living in Australia when she became deaf.
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livredor: letters
From:livredor
Date:November 16th, 2005 08:50 am (UTC)
4 days after journal entry, 08:50 am (livredor's time)

Re: Accents

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Yes, you're right, there isn't just one "Irish" accent. But I don't think even the complete spectrum of Irish accents overlaps the spectrum of Welsh accents very much.

Some people define such a thing as a "deaf" accent; I may have a trace of one myself as my mother is deaf (though her accent is really not at all marked).
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