One Silly Ball

I don't know if I've written you guys a list yet of the many things I find funny about Australia. The wildlife rates up there pretty highly. They have birds that sound like monkeys, lizards that sound like birds and several species that look like leftover bits of many other animals all stuck together.

And the Aussies themselves are a constant source of amusement for me. On the whole they're very friendly and I've never met chattier shop people in my life and whereas I find it amusing that they seem to be able to shazza dazza just about anyone's name (and if they can't, they slap an "-o" on the end) but I thought my name was safe.

Apparently I was wrong.

In the absence of being able to 'azza' or 'o' me, at least two Aussies here (and that's two more people than have dared ever before in my life) have decided to shorten me to one sillyball (I've been thinking of BlackAdder recently). It's done so off-the-cuff and unexpectedly that I'm left blinking to myself going, "Did they just call me Aan?!" Because that's what it sounds like when you leave off the rest of my name. And you know what? I don't think I mind.* I never had a nickname growing up, my sister is the only one who has ever got away with shortening my name, so something supposedly as minor as this is rather novel for me. But seriously- only the Aussies mate, only the Aussies would try this.

And since I'm on the topic of Aussies and language, I feel the need to bring up something which really cracks me up and this is their use of the word shit.
That really shits me.
I cracked the shits.
It's shitting me to tears.
The last is my personal favourite and makes me giggle almost as much as when I first heard a Brit say, "It all went tits-up."

*Don't you go getting any ideas though. I'm quite happy with everyone using my name in full. More than quite happy.