Conversations recently with R have touched on the Xmas party theme. Neither of us is particularly enthusiastic about the festive season, but since I shall be going back to the UK for my first Xmas in 8 years I think I may be able to find a little seasonal spirit for the occasion.
Anyway, we were talking about celebrations, and R mentioned that once I get back from my trip, we should have our own mini-knees-up at my house, with a matasuegras to tease the cats. Now, this was a completely new word for me and given its literal translation - "mother-in-law killer" - I was a little hesitant to agree. Just what exactly was he planning to do to my six, little, mischievous, balls of fur? As it turns out, a matasuegras is one of these:
Bernard Manning would've loved it, I'm sure.
Anyway, we were talking about celebrations, and R mentioned that once I get back from my trip, we should have our own mini-knees-up at my house, with a matasuegras to tease the cats. Now, this was a completely new word for me and given its literal translation - "mother-in-law killer" - I was a little hesitant to agree. Just what exactly was he planning to do to my six, little, mischievous, balls of fur? As it turns out, a matasuegras is one of these:
Bernard Manning would've loved it, I'm sure.
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