For some reason my lecturer today tried to have a pop at the poms.
“What is that horrible black jam the British eat all the time with bread? It is horrible, tastes like tar. Mar-something, what is it?”
“Marmalade!”
“No, not marmalade”
“Vegemite!!”
“Yes! Vegemite, it’s awful!”
Now Vegemite is a spiteful, half-arsed attempt at recreating a fantastic spread so I agree with her wording entirely. I still find it amusing that she aimed at England, yet shot in the other direction.
I didn’t have the heart to tell her that Vegemite doesn’t begin with ‘mar’