A miracle has happened. Councils in England and Wales have been given a list of 100 "non-words" that they should avoid. Like Moses on the mount, but ten times over, The Local Government Association has set British ratepayers free from:
All that, and I've only got one toe in the grave.... Perhaps I shouldn't celebrate. After all, it's only the British Pollies who have seen the light. There is hope. The lords and masters of the fair Town of Wolfville have a flair for being first on the bandwagon --- perhaps second place will be good enough for them this time round? First in Canada is still up for grabs!
Regardless, the Brits energized me so much that I just had to take my bicycle for a quick spin on the dykes. And a wonderful time I had. Those farm tracks are the best public service in or out of town; farmers take a bow.
Speaking of public service, I'm reminded of a recent email in which Bob Wrye says:
I don't expect much in the way of answers. After all, in Wolfville it's the public and businesses that do the serving --- great gobs of money to an engorged bureaucracy.