Wot with being educated in sarf London, one left skool not well-endowed on the grammar front. Upon realisation of how the wrong 2 can leave a whole sentence in complete error—‘knackered’ as they say where I come from—I recoiled in utmost terror.
With great Gusto, I tried to get much better. Gusto—guess what—did really great, while I just mediocre. Correct me if wrong, I’ll be glad. But a two-way street it’s apparently not, as discovered to my bad.
After all the hours spent toiling over punctuation and grammar, never mind all the sleepless nights worrying about whether the plot’s as tight as a mouse’s arsehole, that’s a Hell of a statement to just fling in a budding author’s face. So let’s put the theory to the test: Continue reading
We all know someone who posts them, but never do it ourselves . . . Continue reading
Inspired by a Facebook post and comment I saw while out for a scroll earlier today.
How the BBC exploited equality for its own social media gain:
In March 2018 the BBC reported on a leaked Facebook memo; the following quote is from the article:
‘ A Facebook executive’s memo that claimed the “ugly truth” was that anything it did to grow was justified has been made public, embarrassing the company. The 2016 post said that this applied even if it meant people might die as a result of bullying or terrorism. ’
A recent article on the BBC titled ‘Kim Wilde says aliens inspired her pop comeback’ left me somewhat miffed when referring to her dad, Marty, as “naff”.
Kim is perhaps most famous for 80’s hit ‘Kids in America’ – a song so popular it’s been covered by the likes of The Foo Fighters, Electric Six, The Bloodhound Gang and Lawnmower Deth to name but a few (band name links are to the cover versions). Continue reading
Have you heard the report of child snatching gangs purposefully targeting IKEAS due to just how distracted parents are by all the quality bargains on offer? You won’t believe it! Continue reading
Facebook pesters me to add more content to my page regardless of how much I post.
I could post twenty times a day and still wouldn’t make any difference, for how much I post isn’t really what’s on Facebook’s mind. Continue reading
Anytime I check my page, it bugs me to post something without the slightest care, concern or regard for whether I actually have anything worth saying. Continue reading
