Cape Town – When I was at school, there was a girl who had shiny, straight, black hair.
I wanted her hair more than almost anything.
Mine was (and is) an unmanageable mess – a wavy, frizzy, bumpy, boring brown mass of hair. Short or long, it has kinks and cowslicks and crinkles, and a tendency to go to dreadlocks if I neglect to brush it with great fierceness at least twice a day.
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In a week of processing copy, I spotted this in a Daily Mail story:
‘Then there were other non-essential tasks such as watering plants and
sorting out the sock draw which suddenly became urgent priorities
ahead of the essential task they really should be concentrating on.’
Thing is, you reorganise your sock drawER, not your sock draw.
Looked at in context, it’s possible that the mistake was contained in
the original statement from the source of the story, and somehow
slipped past the usually excellent Mail subbing system.
Moral of the story: just because it’s in an email from someone else,
doesn’t mean it’s right.
* First published on Grubstreet