As David Mitchell once said: "Creamy - that's a heritage word. That sounds like a good thing. Sounds like how things USED to be in the good old days! I bet if we polled people and asked them whether or not Britain had gotten more or less creamy over the past 50 years, they'd say less! And they'd be sorry about it! Everything in the past was creamy wasn't it?!"
Like David Mitchell, the word Creamy reminds me of Ice-cream soda, tea biscuits, family restaurants, cake fillings and old people without dentures gobbling down creamy sponge cake. Whenever I hear the word creamy, I get this mental picture of an old man without teeth, with a slice of cake in his mouth trying to enthusiastically tell me how good the cake is, with crumbs flying out of his mouth as he proclaims "HmmmuuuummmmmmitmmmMMMmmmmgood!"
And it scares the hell out of me.
So no. I don't like the word creamy.
Like David Mitchell, the word Creamy reminds me of Ice-cream soda, tea biscuits, family restaurants, cake fillings and old people without dentures gobbling down creamy sponge cake. Whenever I hear the word creamy, I get this mental picture of an old man without teeth, with a slice of cake in his mouth trying to enthusiastically tell me how good the cake is, with crumbs flying out of his mouth as he proclaims "HmmmuuuummmmmmitmmmMMMmmmmgood!"
And it scares the hell out of me.
So no. I don't like the word creamy.