I plead guilty. Guilty to the God of random apostrophising.
I write these blogs on my mobile phone's notepad and then transfer them to my Facebook feed and then my website. I then read them through as if I hadn't written them and try (I said try) to enjoy them.
As I read through, I soon find grammatical errors, apostrophies in the wrong place etc. I usually correct them but sometimes they get through.
I read yesterday's blog and noted I had spelled (or is it spelt) elevenses as elevensis and popped an apostrophe into Yorkshire's when it was quite obviously a plural and should have been Yorkshires. Then I realised it was my spell checker and not me that had changed Yorkshires into Yorkshire's.
The one that annoys me is an apostrophe in years as in the 1970s. It usually gets printed as 1970's whilst I claim the 1970s is a plural and shouldn't have an apostrophe. To me it is a collection of years from 1970 to 1979 and that is years in plural. I rest my case, although you may think differently.
So maybe the grammar police will just let me off with a warning on the Yorkshire thing although I fear I may be in for a sentence or even a whole paragraph.
Onto the alcohol police. No I'm not over imbibing. In fact I was over a mile away. The other threequarters had gone a watering. I was at Phyllida Scrivens' (note the apostrophe) talk in Hethersett Library and it was as good as ever. I went down early to put chairs out etc and the other threequarters came down later. Meanwhile at home there was an explosion. It didn't surprise me.
The temperature in our kitchen diner had been climbing day after day and on the floor we have kept a number of bottles of beer and one can. The can had overheated and burst, chucking warm beer onto the wall. As they say, there's nothing like a cold beer and this was nothing like a cold beer.
I remember when we were living in Beccles, there was another alcohol fuelled explosion. At the time I made home made wine. We had a number of bottles in the airing cupboard. They got too hot and the corks blew out on a couple of them and wine was all over the carpet. My wine making days are now long past.
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Boris Johnson. Now there's a subject. Millions of words have been written and wasted on this joker. I apologise if any of my readers are fans of Johnson.
I have a friend who is a very talented artist. Many of her paintings are highly political and very often include symbols and characters from her native Zimbabwe. Many are deliberately unsettling.
She sent me one she had painted of Johnson and I asked her for permission to reproduce it and so it's included with this blog.
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Terrible news and scenes from Nottingham over the past few days with the murder of the two students.
I couldn't help thinking about my short time covering news in that city and how I would have been involved if I was still working there.
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Finally today village activist and all round good person Hannah Baldry has set up a Just Giving page for a Hethersett family one of whom has a very serious medical condition. You can visit the page and donate at
Hannah contacted me and asked if I would help to promote the Just Giving page and I'm delighted to do so.
https://gofund.me/671dd897