The British Council, another of my many former employers, has published the results of a survey of the world’s favourite words in English. While I was cooking last night, I started thinking about my own favourite words. Cooking has some nice ones, for example spatchcock, which would be a good name for a brutal henchman, I think. In my cooking last night I had to blanche the endives, rather a good name for a southern belle skit: Blanche Endive burped loudly as she placed the empty gin bottle on Bud’s nightstand.
Kith and scud are also great-sounding words. And who can deny Scunthorpe?