My daughter Amoret was convinced that we go to 'madenals'.She was furious when she found out it was not a real word - having been trying to explain to her teacher about where she had been. This is because we went to Womad festival, closely followed by the Bracknell festival (which she pronounced Brackernell). She once thought fireworks were called 'missed-its' (for obvious reasons!) She calls the local discount shop 'the custard shop'. When I asked her why, she explained that the two young brothers that run the shop just remind her of custard. Tragically, I understood exactly what she meant - they are both sandy-haired and for some reason just really do look like custard.

My mother is convinced that people put their cars in multi-coloured starparks. (multi-storey carparks)

We drink Cidra, and watch the smelly-vision. Our van has a wengine (another one of Amoret's)

And there are boogaloogas in our bath sometimes (little fluffy scummy bits).

Kris