tree fern oor Kornies
tree fern
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Any of many tropical plants, of the families Cyatheaceae and Dicksoniaceae, that have tall trunks topped with fronds.
Vertalings in die woordeboek Engels - Kornies
redenwedhen vedhal
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Dicksonia antarctica
redenwydh medhal
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Dicksonia antarctica
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soft tree fern
Res o dhymm assaya.langbot langbot
soft tree fern / tree fern
Nyns yw da ganso koffi.langbot langbot
soft tree fern
Tekka ov agesowgh hwi.langbot langbot
tree fern
A ny gerydh kathes?langbot langbot
tree fern
Nyns eus pellwolok y’m stevel.langbot langbot
In the morning Frodo woke refreshed. He was lying in a bower made by a living tree with branches laced and drooping to the ground; his bed was of fern and grass, deep and soft and strangely fragrant. The sun was shining through the fluttering leaves, which were still green upon the tree. He jumped up and went out.
Nyns yw Almaynek yeth es.langbot langbot
No chairs, of course, and a long-suffering barmaid (who was probably married to the publican or the publican’s son) cramped behind the heavy wooden bar. Got the picture? (I’ll spare you the details of what it smelled like.) As is often the case when troops from foreign lands are called upon to fight side-by-side with the locals, despite the salubrious nature of the amenities offered in their local public bar, (or, perhaps, because of them), the two groups usually end up fighting each other. One recalls well the events of Brisbane in 1943 – when US Marines and Australian soldiers staged large-scale street battles against each other even though their common enemy, the Japanese Imperial Army, was virtually on the doorstep at the time – and pressing hard, bombing Darwin, Townsville, Katherine and other cities of the North. Such is human nature when large groups of young men, far away from home and family, are forced to be together. Anyway, a bunch of Aussie soldiers were freshly returned from their particular part of the ‘front’. (In this war, of course, ‘the front’ was a somewhat fluid concept since the zombies weren’t actually putting up any organised or armed resistance. The military operations against them were more by way of ‘clearance’, area by area.) These guys had been in the Fern Tree Gully area – then part of the urban/rural interface but now very much part of middle-class suburbia. They were regaling each other with tales recounting their recent exploits. Apparently, the zombies had been loitering about places of civic or public interest: the library, the town hall, even the old, rural courthouse. Why do zombies do that? Why do they not just stay at home? Maybe some of them do – but they do seem too have this urge to congregate in communal areas. Social interaction? I don’t think so – zombies, all male, are not great conversationalists (even worse than their living counterparts). In any event, this habit made them easy targets for ‘clearance’. A convoy of Alvis APC’s (Armoured Personnel Carriers) had moved along Fern Tree Gully Road until it came to the first objective (the Town Hall). The troops alighted, with minimal resistance from the surprised locals.
Myttin da!langbot langbot
It was only when the heavy machine-guns were being set up that the zombies started rushing at the troops in the vain hope of a fresh feed. What then followed was the familiar carnage that I had witnessed at the University massacre. The zombies were blown to pieces with several rounds from bazookas and those that made it through those blasts were cut to bits by light machine gun fire. (Sten guns? Don’t know – not sure they were still being used in the early 1970’s by regular soldiers.) It was all over at the Fern Tree Gully town hall before the heavy machine guns were even set up and operative. The Aussie guys were pretty happy with what they had achieved and, later on, as they slaked their well-earned thirst with a ‘cleansing ale’ or five, the account of what had occurred became more and more detailed and vivid. (And exaggerated?) The Yanks had been sitting nearby – also taking in a ‘cleansing ale’ – but not joining in the Aussie celebrations. After all, the Yanks had yet to ‘see action’ and could not therefore share their own experiences. That was okay – each group left the other alone. Then, as the Aussies got a bit drunker and more boisterous, things started to take a turn for the worse. The Aussies started to brag about what they had done with the remains after the zombies had been ‘wasted’. And what they had done was not merely defiling the corpses by urinating on them or such like. Bits of zombies had been ‘arranged’ about the area of the town hall, ostensibly to scare off any other zombies from coming back into the area – but no-one believed that. Several of the zombies had still been twitching. These were ‘lynched’, strung up from lamp-posts – or placed, in sexual poses, like obscene garden gnomes in the front gardens of nearby houses. (This disgusted the fresh-faced GI’s, straight out of basic training – and Gately was man enough to say so. Very forthrightly.) “Ah, fuck me,” replied one of the Aussie raconteurs. “They’re just fuckin’ zombies, man. Cool down. They’re not even human.”
Henn yw hy hares.langbot langbot
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