Friday, August 17, 2007

A Fellow Traveller

This just in from a friend and fellow philology nut, also travelling soon to the deepest darkest regions of Europe:

Despite my desire to visit the Infant Jesus of Prague, I have just realised that stopping in the Czech Republic is a mistake. Over "there" the following are words:

zmrzl
ztvrdl
scvrkl
ètvrthrst
blb
vlk
smrt

Meaning: frozen, hardened, shrunk, quarter-handful, fool, wolf, and death respectively.

Why am I stopping in a country that has no vowels?

1 comment:

Andrew Malton said...

Vlk is even the name of the Cardinal Archbishop of Praga.