Working from home the other day, I had the telly on at lunchtime idly watching the excellent Loose Women as I waited for one of my regular news bulletin fixes.
That singing Nancy person (won some sort of TV talent show, I believe) came on and told us how when the winner’s name was announced her heart was literally in her mouth.
Wonder what it tasted like? Why didn’t it choke her? Perhaps she was rushed to hospital. For a cardio-ectomy. Well, you try singing with a huge muscular pump in your gob.
I wonder if the stupid singing Nancy person knows the meaning of metaphorical. Someone should tell her it’s literally quite different from literally.
Her pronouncement reminded me of the TV athletics commentating person – Stuart Storey, I think – who said on air that triple jumpers literally turn into human kangaroos.
I had a lovely mental picture of Jonathan Edwards growing ultra-long feet, a whacking great tail, long ears, and a vicious right hook. And if he was feeling girlie, a nice fur-lined pouch.
Tricky coves, words. In the afternoon I chanced across a website telling me how to snowball sales. Mmm. Well, I suppose if you can grow sales these days, you can also snowball them. But not literally,
You’ll have to excuse me now – I have to car to work.
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