So bedpullitis is now a word we can use freely, and understand perfectly its meaning. The effects of this word are felt daily by teenagers all across the world, and its effects are not new either.
When I started cycling in the early 1950’s singsongs in the cafes I frequented had passed out of existence, more’s the pity. So all we can enjoy of all this now, is just the one word, nostalgia. And what is more, if you indulge in nostalgia today, some soothsayer will slide along to you and mutter ‘be careful what you wish for’. Life is never easy!
Welcome back! And congratulations to Charlie for “bedpullitis” — a term which is new to me, and not recorded in Partridge’s “Dictionary of Slang and Unconventional English” nor the more modern “Chambers Slang Dictionary”.
Neologism – well it could be if a few more people started using ‘bedpullitis’. Maybe I could get something started on Twitter.