Welcome back, Folly-ites! Here are the Grammar Cop’s picks o’ the week.
Apartment 34
1952. It’s the second day at my new school. We just moved, and I am no longer at Royal Vale School in the Snowdon area of Montreal; I am now going to Willingdon, in leafy Notre-Dame-de Grace.
Friday Follies #25 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Hi all! Here is this week’s mini-roundup of gaffes as collected by your servant, the ever-humble Grammar Cop Extraordinaire.
Why you shouldn’t choose a book publisher via Craigslist
Feast your eyes, people!
Mary and Ida in Montreal – a Snapshot
Almost 78 years ago, these two ladies spent a fun day out on the town. My town: Montreal.
Friday Follies #24 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
(YES I’m early!) I don’t know about you, but the Grammar Cop has lately been noticing a drastic increase in wrong-wordism. (Look, I’m sure there’s an actual term for that, but this G.C. never claimed to have a PhD in Pedantics.)
The Day I Beat the Machine
Friday Follies #23 – 4 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
This week the Grammar Cop spent some time pondering why it is that ethnic-type restaurants refuse to hire proofreaders for their menus.
A Winter Montreal Story (1969)
It was 47 years ago. Almost made me lose my faith in humankind. (Mind you, I’m sensitive, so it doesn’t take much!)
An R-Rated Fairy Tale (rated R for violent images)
A sly paean to the less-than-perfect human condition.
Patti and the Crocodile Contest
Crossed Eyes and Dotted Tees 