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Historians are like deaf people who go on answering questions that no one has asked them.


A kayaker checks out the competition down at Hinsby Beach, May 2010.

Theme Thursday delivers yet another tricky one this week for us Antipodeans.

CANDY.

In Australia, CANDY is a stripper. CANDY is a working girl. CANDY is a woman of ill repute.

CANDY is not lollies.

CANDY is not sweets, nor is it sweeties.

CANDY is not toffee, loll-loll or ket.

In Australia, CANDY is most certainly not confectionery.

The man in the kayak may well be eye CANDY (for some), or arm CANDY (for others), but I would advise against eating him (there are laws about that).

I'm glad that we got that sorted...
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JeffScape said…
HAHAHAH! First, love the quote at the top. Second, I was schooled on this very topic (lollies, sweets, candy, etc.) recently by an Aussie friend of mine... my other candy post will be about that.

By the way, I was unfamiliar with Armin Miewes... had go Google him. I swear that's not me!

Dahmer, now... that's a possibility.
10 June 2010 at 08:57
Kris McCracken said…
Jeff, Armin is a vegetarian now!
10 June 2010 at 09:00
Brian Miller said…
everything is good with ketchup though...

your title is amazing...

and where do you think dean learned his magic?
10 June 2010 at 09:13
Kris McCracken said…
Brian, that's Tolstoy in the title. Smart guy, if a little odd.

Not as odd as Dean, or course.
10 June 2010 at 09:17
Tom said…
glad we got that cleared up--not that i imagine the info will ever come in handy...
10 June 2010 at 10:01
Kris McCracken said…
Tom, you never know!
10 June 2010 at 10:06
magiceye said…
:) thanks for the clarification!
10 June 2010 at 15:10
Kris McCracken said…
Magiceye, that is my pleasure!
10 June 2010 at 15:44
Roddy said…
Candy!? A word that I have never liked. Perhaps if I were American though. Who knows!
Perhaps I am too Antipodean.
10 June 2010 at 17:21
Julie said…
Historians answer questions that shudda bin asked!! And what would Leo know, he walked out on La Mirren.

That photograph is not bad you know, existentially speaking, with all the balanced tensions and stuff.
10 June 2010 at 17:24
anthonynorth said…
Yes, candy is many things to many different people.
10 June 2010 at 17:40
RA said…
And so are Egyptologists!
Loved your TT. The photo is beautiful.:)
11 June 2010 at 01:53
Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said…
sweet post..
you have an excellent point made.
11 June 2010 at 03:18
Baino said…
Candy's crack and eckies as well and apparently the jelly jewellery worn by ravers but I don't really know about these things. Great shot . .
11 June 2010 at 06:21
Monkey Man said…
I love this about the blogosphere..learning something new. Candy has a different meaning down under. Awesome and hysterical. I will never see that word in the same light. My TT is HERE .
11 June 2010 at 07:52
Jaime said…
ha. i had no idea candy meant anything other than, well, candy...the sweet stuff, not...oh never mind
15 June 2010 at 02:53
Kris McCracken said…
Cheers to all, I'm off to eat a lolly.
16 June 2010 at 19:05
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