Scarcely a day seems to go past without my encountering some sort of mistake somewhere that is the result of someone's not bothering to do whatever they are supposed to be doing properly. It's often unimportant in the general scheme of things – not a lethal dose prescription or a wrongly wired electrical appliance – but it's still infuriating.
Yesterday, for example, I noticed that our local bookshop was advertising "the best of British fiction" and the accompanying display of books included What Katy Did and Catch 22 – both by American authors. Yes, it's trivial, but it's so sloppy.
I wore my Beatles t-shirt to bed, and woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head...
Captain Sir Tom Moore's charity under formal investigation.
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