Wrong and utterly stupid pronunciations...

Not exactly a mispronunciation but I do remember telling a very young and rather naughty absentdaughter that she was behaving like a barbarian. She thought I had compared her to a librarian and was very confused - and quiet - for some time.

puzgetti carbanana

Yesterday's contribution from my two-year-old grandson when we were discussing insects was hopgrassers. It's already passing into family legend.

When my sister was little for some reason a "wood louse" became a "warthog". My DGS had trouble with "front room" and called it the "up flume" which it has remained ever since - we do get some strange looks sometimes!

Hyperdeemic nerdle - can't stop giggling!

Not sure if we have had this one, it really gets my goat.

Shuge instead of huge, Why on earth Shuge or Shooge, Agggghhhhh!!!!!

My best friend of nearly 60 years calls daffodils faddofils, Suffolk Fussock. My ex husband pronounces Aldeburgh - Al-de-burg.

I have mistakenly asked for a cup of Tai chi instead of Chai Tea

Friend of SIL told her she liked a bit of culture and was going to see The Mickadoo ( Mikado )
Eldest GD used to watch for the moon rising and shout for her Dad to get the skeletope to look at it.

My dgs insisted on calling daffodils daffo bells.

I love the things the children said when they were young. We still occasionally refer to wedoons - my small sons version of windows; it sounded so Elizabethan. He also called a neighbour Calorine for quite a while so, of course, poor Caroline was Calorine for years.

Not a mispronunciation but the childish question "why do we call it out-skirts and not out-trousers meant that we still go to the out-trousers of a local town occasionally.

My DGS had several words of his own which we still use.....pootawer for computer being one but my SIL has been known to ask for mang (as in rang) -y toots and once called a cravat a carafe! I also had a neighbour many years ago who used to talk about Domestless

I have been making 'chuckney' today (still call it that, as that is what one of the DC called it when she was little).

And DH does love chish and fips!

Can't remember if anyone mentioned anyone who suffers from thei 'prostrate' yet;)

And of course le 'ménage' (household) used for 'manège' (equestrian centre).

@Hackie - in my famly it was Wrenchhiscorsetsoff...

Of course, he composed "The Bum of the Flightlebee"...

We use lots of these too! My brother-in-law once announced that he had been asked to sign a 'happy david'. Every time we see the word affidavit now it makes us smile.

i read a whole book in my teens, it might have been a Jackie Collins. they were always talking about something I had never heard of - miniseries. to my mind miseries with an n in it. It was much later that the penny dropped it was mini-series

We still talk about aminals and efelants and DH will be 40 this year!

Overheard DH describing to someone a 'murial' he had seen.

My best friends father used to refer to Rimsky-Korsakov

as "Rip his Corsets off". Even as a child I hated it.

I used to be a telephone operator, and for a bit of fun we regularly answered signals on the switchboard with "Rubber knees!", instead of "number please", but if anyone ever noticed they didn`t say!

My late and lovely neighbour once said that she was going "to sew some mofits" onto her daughter's top. I later realised that she had meant "motifs".
Another of her malapropisms was "sterstificate" for certificate. She was lovely and we miss her.

My daughter said her anti-depressant deodorant was giving her a rash, and she called it semi-skilled milk,

My Dad said "I got some partisan cheese but I don't like it", my friends Mum said she got a nice bit of Aberdeen Agnes steak!

My 5 year old grand-daughters still say aminals instead of animals as do all us adults because it's become the norm. When they were younger and couldn't say Granny for a long time I was called Raggy.

Does anyone remember Noel Edmonds (I think) misheard lyrics section where people phoned in with them. There were some corkers. I remember one in which the backing singers apparently sang "hot bananas" and another referring to "four hundred children and a crop in the field" but I don't remember the proper names of those songs.

We still sing Haffy Baffy Lulu as dd1 did at her 2nd birthday party. About the same time my nephew was fascinated if a mairmalane flew overhead!