When out to lunch the other day I was served a delicious pudding called Spotted Richard! After the first couple of mouthfuls I mentioned to my hosts that it is exactly as I remembered Spotted Dick!
“No No! You must not call it that now.” they said! “Why” I asked? Choking with laughter, I learnt that The Houses of Parliament have resorted to calling this delicious steamed pudding Spotted Richard to save the blushes of MPs and their guests!
This posed a question about poor Richards with Acne! How are they going to react to being offered a Spotted Richard? Honestly this really does not make any sense to me! What is the world coming to?
After a little research I note that in the nineteenth century Puddings were called Puddicks! So I would imagine that this particular Puddick, which was developed in 1840, was shortened to Spotted Dick?
The coarse word of Dick was not referred to until the 1890s when it was supposedly used by our lads in the British Army. So here we are in the modern and oh so virtuous world (when it wants to be!) trying to change the name yet again of something so innocent.
After looking up a few PC alternatives I am appalled that people should not call me “Talkative” instead they should suggest I am “Abundantly Vocal”! Just to call me a Chatterbox I don’t mind but please not the PC words! I believe myself to have been a Housewife and loved every minute! Oh no I was a Domestic Engineer!! And apparently my dear son is not going Bald. He will be delighted when I tell him he is just ‘Follicularly Challenged’! Now I cannot find that word with the ‘ly’ in the dictionary yet!! The list goes on! Oh and just in case you think I am wrong then you should say I am ‘Differently Logical’!! Hubby always said I was illogical so at last Political Correctness has suddenly allowed me to be a logical thinker! Sorry that is absolute Nonsense!
“The greatest enemy of clear language is insincerity.”