My parents’ generation all had jobs. Today’s workers, lucky creatures that we are, have “roles”. At least we did – until the financial crisis hit. (more…)
My parents’ generation all had jobs. Today’s workers, lucky creatures that we are, have “roles”. At least we did – until the financial crisis hit. (more…)
There’s a nasty little punctuation habit that instantly gives your age away. It’s called the comma splice, and I’ve noticed it’s mostly used by writers under the age of 35. (more…)
I’m very excited to have a letter in today’s FT. If you’ve ever been tempted to use the word “anticipate” as a synonym for “expect” (or felt grouchy at people who do) do take a look at it here.
Sometime last year our traffic wardens became “civil enforcement officers”. Actually, there had been an intermediary stage I’d missed when they were known as “parking attendants”.
Such inflationary language is, as ever, clearly laughable. (more…)
I’m pleased to announce that the winner of Friday’s strapline competition is Lucy Nixon. Here’s the winning entry:
That was fun! Here are my guesses:
1. Just do it
2. Think global; act local
3. The best a man can get
4. Every little helps
5. Refreshes the parts other beers cannot reach
6. It could be you
7. A Mars a day helps you work rest and play
8. No Financial Times, no comment
9. Let your fingers do the walking
10. The Future is Orange
Glad you found it a fun exercise, Lucy – we are clearly kindred spirits! A copy of Strunk and White will be winging its way over to you soon.