This was in my newspaper today (not my newspaper, you understand; just the one which lands on my doormat each morning). It is, of course, entirely wrong. Well, wrong in places. I actually felt exercised about it enough to write to him and tell him so, which was fairly pointless, but made me feel better.
Actually, that makes me sound as if I am angry or upset about it. I'm not - I'm just bemused.
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