The thing I remember most about our living-room on Decarie Boulevard when I was about five years old – well, aside from the time a fruit drop got stuck in my throat and I couldn’t swallow until it melted enough to slide down – was playing hockey with my big brother in it.
Author: Ellie
Friday Follies #61 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”
Hi, Friday Follicles! This week’s little assortment of blunders caught by the Grammar Cop includes the following:
The Shuttle Shuffle
Whatever happened to the Trump Shuttle and other similar short-haul airlines?
Greece: Episode Three – How to steal a stroller
I’ve written about our Greek sojourn before, in Meanwhile, Back in Greece and Greece: Episode Two – I knocked harder. Now I must tell you about the Great Stroller Steal of the Century.
Friday Follies #60 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”
Word confusion is often the result of a lack of reading. (Internet memes and rabid comments don’t count!) Here are a few examples caught by the Grammar Cop among the proliferation of recent political articles.
Goodbye my love: Notes to an absent automobile
How did I love thee? Let me count the ways.
8 Hours in a Medical Marvel
Most people like to complain. I like to think I’m not one of them. Okay, maybe sometimes – but I try to keep things in perspective, like the motto on a sign my dad used to have, propped on his dresser: “I was sad because I had no shoes… until I met a man who had no feet.”
Friday Follies #59 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”
Hi again, FF fans! Today’s boo-boos involve two apostrophe aberrations as well as a word that the Grammar Cop has seen confused with another, time and time again.
Friday Follies #58 – a bunch o’ mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”
Welcome back grammarphiles! The Grammar Cop has returned from her short sojourn in the U.S. Several gaffes await, all from the Montreal Gazette this time. (Only because I didn’t have a chance to read that perennial word-mangler, The Suburban.)
Internet withdrawal: the horror!
Oh. My. God. To be without Internet access for 24 hours. How spoiled am I? Let me count the ways.
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 