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// fe li style seniors My WORD! with Laurie Barber Available to support you in your time of need Compassionate, Personalised Funeral Services in Sydney • • • • • Rely on us to: Gently guide you through all planning and arrangements Assist in obtaining all necessary certificates and registering documents Answer all of your questions Carry out your requests Be there to provide support through this emotional time Pre Paid and Pre Arranged Funerals Available Australian Owned & Operated 10 Jane Street, Blacktown (02) 9672 6188 serving all Suburbs www.familyfuneralservices.com.au 28 ISSUE 60 // MAY 2015 In the country out past Deniliquin is a farmhouse that was once, and possibly still is, occupied by a group of young men. They had a good system of storing their clothes. No need for wardrobes and clothes hangers. No, they washed their shirts and then threw them onto the floor of a room. When they wanted a shirt they rummaged through the assortment on the floor, found a shirt they owned and wore it – often unironed. My wife took me to see this room one day and said something like “that’s what our house would look like if…” I don’t remember the rest. I was thinking “what a great idea”. It reminded me of a street that I walked along one day in, I think, York. The street was called The Shambles. I don’t know why I thought of that. Actually, storing the shirts in a room set aside for this purpose sounded to me like a good arrangement. It certainly did away with the need for wardrobes, and these men were not flushed with money. I remember they had a poker machine in the house and they encouraged all visitors to try their hand at this machine. It was a good little earner. Anyway, back to shambles. I can’t remember how many shirt shops were in the street down which I walked in York, but I reckon the street many years ago would have had a lot of butcher shops – not as hygienic as those we now know, of course. The word started out spelt many ways, often scamel (possibly from the Latin scamellum), meaning a table displaying goods, but quickly took the meaning of a meat market, where meat was displayed for sale. The first reference I could find was in the year 825 and the word was spelt scomul. Sometimes shamble without the final S was used to refer to people who were bow-legged and ambled down the street with seemingly no purpose. I don’t know if this led to the word depicting the table on which meat was displayed. Samuel Johnston in his 1755 dictionary said shambling was a “low, bad word” and referred to people moving awkwardly and irregularly. He spoke about a bloke with “ambling legs”. From 1593 the word, usually by this time spelt shambles, meant a place of wholesale slaughter. My big dictionary tells of “a shambles of dead bodies”, but the word also was directed at animals, such as sheep, driven to the shambles to be killed. How would you describe shambolic?I keep thinking of that room near Deniliquin. Shambolic has been used in a few places, but it hasn’t caught on as much as shambles has. My big dictionary mentions a 1967 use about “the standard image of shambolic newspaper offices”. I know exactly what is meant by that description. Remind me to tell you about some of them some day. Linda and Roger Flavell in their Dictionary of Idioms allege shambles is a favourite word of politicians with nothing good to say about the other side. I haven’t heard the word used much in that sense. By the way, some politician s have good legs, but don’t let me start on that. HAWKESBURY DISTRICT INDEPENDENT NEWS www.hdinews.com.au