Earlier this month, in preparation for this piece, I wrote about words ending in “-ize” and “-ization” and my preference for spelling them with a “z” rather than an “s”. All the quotes in this piece follow this preference rather than the house style of the publications that I have quoted from. One of the… Continue reading Word of the week: compartmentalization
The word “nutter” is never far from my mind. I used it last June in this piece (“Please don’t tell me the names of the murderers”); more about that later. I have been meaning to draft a Word of the Week piece about it for a while. Before last week’s events here in London my… Continue reading Word of the week: nutter
Rest in peace George Michael. So, after David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Caroline Aherne and dozens of others taken before their time, 2016 had another unwelcome trick up its sleeve. We heard the news on Christmas night after we returned from a long and enjoyable lunch with friends. It wasn’t on the 10pm news, which we… Continue reading Do you enjoy what you do?
Last week was a bad one in so many ways. I won’t add to the millions of words that have been written about political events but will instead draw your attention to a connection between Leonard Cohen and Sir Jimmy Young, who both died last week, on 7 November. May they rest in peace. They… Continue reading A bad week for people born on 21 September
Bob Dylan is the winner of this year’s Nobel Prize for Literature. Good. I’m happy about that. As I wrote in a piece last year I have friends who have told me how much they hate Bob Dylan. I am still friends with these people but we are never going to agree on this one.… Continue reading Bob Dylan, Nobel Laureate
Our 9-year-old daughter is learning the words to the old Queen song “Killer Queen” at her Friday evening children’s theatre group. They have changed one of the lines, from “Let them eat cake, she says / Just like Marie Antoinette” to “Let them eat cake, she says / Shopping on the internet”. The opening line… Continue reading Queen, Sparks, 10cc: Moet, kimonos and lasagne
A news item on the radio this morning (and in this story from the BBC website) tells us that Mick Jagger’s girlfriend is expecting a baby. Do I have to describe Jagger as “the singer of the Rolling Stones”? Surely not; he’s been in the news for over 50 years and must count as Universal… Continue reading “He’s his own grandpa”