Thursday, 15 March 2012

Water Stories


The beauty of living in a different country is that you never cease to learn. I am sure that it makes me use part of my brain that would have been left to rot otherwise.
That said, the problem with having lived in London for the best part of 8 years (yes, 8 years) is that I have become surer of myself and I have just caught myself thinking that I knew it all. Not nice. Lesson learned. Let me explain.
I was reading this recipe about a lovely brioche and it mentioned that I needed “lukewarm water”. The British have many different types of water. I knew nothing about most of them because I was brought up solely on tap water. But honestly, can you really tell me what elderflower water, purified water, spring water and softened water are?  I have also seen Chocolate Starfish and Hot Dog Flavoured water. I didn’t try that one obviously. Anyway, what I am trying to say here is that I thought that lukewarm water was a type of water that you needed to buy at your local supermarket. I simply thought that it was yet another type of water.
With hindsight, I should have known better. But honestly, what sort of word is lukewarm? When you are a little cold, do you say that you are johncold? No, you don’t. My point exactly.
So, here I am, at the supermarket, looking for lukewarm water and not finding it. I went to ask a shopping assistant who didn’t know any more than me what lukewarm water was and told me that they were not having this type of water in the supermarket   Undeterred,  I asked another shopping assistant who looked at me as if I was crazy. I understood that I had missed something.
When I came back home, I googled it (how were we managing without Google?) and found out that lukewarm water is just water that’s slightly warm. Apparently, they also call it tepid water. I am glad to say that I went to bed a little less silly that night.
OK, lesson learned. In France, here is what they would say about me: “Elle n’a pas invente l’eau chaude” (She didn’t invent warm water – basically, it would mean that I am a bit thick).
So much for lukewarm water.

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    1. I know, I know. Lesson learned...

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  2. Thanks for making me laugh today Muriel, a good laugh was just what I needed! Thanks for sharing...

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    1. I am glad that it made you laugh!

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  3. Oh my gosh--after a long day, including a trip to the Dr. after my son's scootering accident (he's ok), I sure needed this laugh. Thanks!

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    1. Scooter accident ...Poor you! I am glad I could be of some assistance !

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  4. Oh no, Muriel, what a lovely story! Wish I could remember all the incidents when I did not invent hot water or as they say in German "sie hat zu heiss gebadet" (she bathed in too hot water) as in she is a little bit gaga (is that word used in proper English?).

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    1. Yep, gaga is proper English and it is a beautiful gem an expression. I love hot baths!

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  5. I am sitting here laughing as I read this. Back in the days before Google, when I was a young, rural Southern wife, I thought potatoes grew on top of the ground. And voiced that belief. Which created a family joke that still haunts me. Like the others said, Google first Muriel. It's safer. I always do now. :D

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    1. Ah...Family jokes...They never let you forget it, eh? You are right, thank God for Google...

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  6. Isn't it funny how certain words you've known all your life suddenly seem odd? I'm picturing you at the supermarket looking for that lukewarm water . . . and I'm smiling.

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    1. Let's just say that it wasn't my finest hour but, hey, we all have to learn, don't we?

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  7. LOL! When I was little and we had shifted to UAE; my mom was trying her best to work out her English (she could converse but had difficulty grasping "unusual" words) and she read tepid water somewhere and went out looking for it! Now it just makes her feel silly!

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    1. It looks like your Mum and me have something in common Hajra...

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  8. Muriel, this is hilarious but oh so easily done... Only this weekend my father was reminding us of the time when we were living in Belgium and he headed off to his destination in the car - but had to return defeated when he repeatedly failed to find a place marked Andere Richtingen (Other Directions) on the map!

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  9. Ah, Google is your friend! (and mine, and everyone else's!) A lovely story, told with a perfect sense of humour...

    Hope your brioche turned out perfectly once you'd unearthed this secret ingredient.

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  10. Hahahah!! Sorry but that is hilarious!!! XXX

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