Language

Mistakes

15 February 2014 9:00 am

I enjoy Poetry Please, but was shouting mildly at the wireless the other day when a northern woman poet was…

Lumpen

8 February 2014 9:00 am

A publisher, Kevin Mayhew, has written to The Tablet, which is not a computer journal but a weekly magazine of…

Out

1 February 2014 9:00 am

I managed to grab the TLS last week before my husband stuffed it in his overcoat pocket and lost it…

No justice, no peace

18 January 2014 9:00 am

The chant No justice, no peace by supporters of Mark Duggan, the drug gangster shot dead by police in 2011,…

In store

11 January 2014 9:00 am

How do you play the lottery? The National Lottery website has a handy guide. Step No. 1 is: ‘Go into…

Believe

16 November 2013 9:00 am

‘Believe in Magic & Sparkle,’ says the Marks & Spencer television Christmas advertisement. The phrase is meant to suggest the…

Bare ruined choirs

5 October 2013 9:00 am

I am shocked to find that William Empson, famous for his technique of close reading, was no good at reading…

Self-whipping

7 September 2013 9:00 am

Isabel Hardman of this parish explained after last week’s government defeat that a deluded theory among the party leadership had…

Letters

24 August 2013 9:00 am

Some doctors write Sir: Professor Meirion Thomas (‘Dangerous medicine’, 17 August) may be an excellent surgeon but he is uninformed…

Hopefully

24 August 2013 9:00 am

There was outrage last week when it was found that the Oxford English Dictionary had listed one sense of literally…

Fracking

10 August 2013 9:00 am

‘Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a frack,’ replied my husband unwittily when I asked how he’d feel if shale…

Arab Spring

3 August 2013 9:00 am

Two hundred and forty-years ago next Tuesday, Thomas Gray was buried in his mother’s grave in Stoke Poges churchyard. In…

‘Correct names’

27 July 2013 9:00 am

In a very rum letter to the Daily Telegraph, the Mother’s Union of all people joined with some other bodies…

Dreamliner

20 July 2013 9:00 am

‘Planes don’t run off batteries,’ declared my husband, his finger unerringly on the pulse of technology as ever. I had…