Christmas Greetings from a previous century. Ali Bacon reflects on how words change
Fraught can be a good thing! |
Once again a friend whose interest in early photography
merges into all kinds of printed ephemera has sent me a very charming Christmas
card, which I guess is Victorian or possibly Edwardian and reads May your
Christmas be fraught with every pleasure. But popping it on the mantle
piece I had to read it twice because of course it sounds a little odd to
our ears. Feeling fraught around Christmas is hardly unusual but that's
not usually the source of pleasure.
So off I went to do some googling of definitions. Oxford Living Dictionaries:
"fraught with (of a situation or course of action) filled with or likely to result in (something undesirable)"
Yes, as I thought, but I guess there must at one time
have been a usage without the negative connotations and Merriam-Webster provides
the information that 'filled with' is the key concept. Originally
'fraught' meant simply laden, as in a ship laden with cargo. (In fact the word
freight is of similar derivation). Then it began to denote 'loaded with' or
'abounding in' in a more figurative sense. From there it was a short step
to meaning loaded with something unwanted, or simply 'characterized by
emotional distress or tension'.
So there we have it. Once fraught became fraught in a bad way, it looks like there was no going back. And here we are a few days before Christmas and unless you are super-organised (or maybe even if you are super-organised) you are probably feeling fraught with that unavoidable tension. (The cake! The cranberries! The crackers!) So I hope this little relic of days gone by is a reminder that things can be fraught with pleasure. And as that other poem says: may it happen for you!
So there we have it. Once fraught became fraught in a bad way, it looks like there was no going back. And here we are a few days before Christmas and unless you are super-organised (or maybe even if you are super-organised) you are probably feeling fraught with that unavoidable tension. (The cake! The cranberries! The crackers!) So I hope this little relic of days gone by is a reminder that things can be fraught with pleasure. And as that other poem says: may it happen for you!
Happy Christmas
Ali Bacon writes contemporary and historical fiction. Discover more on her website https://alibacon.com
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