Snow on the way

[Bob Culver]

Whilst straying onto the topic of language I envy cousins in faintly progressive Pommieland. We are being reverted and converted to a stone age language known nowhere else, and compiled extensively in the last 15 years. Worse, although they themselves never figured how to write it, the now controlling natives /trace natives insist it be spelt with a huge smattering of accents, the likes of which disappeared from civilised English decades ago. Probably a more refined form has now been devised, but we all  drove moto ka (the language so primitive there is  no plural). There was a period in th 70s when those not well equipped adapted a wire coathanger as a car aerial, so much so that generally referred to as kotanga (and still by my generation) .