The Priory Road Diaspora

Now that the Landlady is moving south of the river, and the Priory Road wannabe-B&B has been left to the tender mercies of the foxes, squirrels and other fauna of West Hampstead (including that nice orange fluffy cat), let us look back tearfully on the days when the rent was less than £310 a week and we slumbered through the rattle and squeak of the world's most loquacious fridge.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Shall we invite this word?

Featured in the Independent today: the deeply pleasing German word Torschlusspanik, defined as 'the moment when everyone rushes for the door at once'. Perhaps this was de-italicised years ago and is being used by one and all and I just didn't notice (one more proof, if proof were needed, of the value of getting out more). If not, why not? It's clearly a marvellous word and I see no reason why German should keep it to itself. Would like to hear from anybody who hears it in conversation today - and points for finding a way to use it in a sentence!

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