Language is such a rich tool. It allows us to say so many things we mean. And so many things we don’t mean at all.
Our visit to Oxford yesterday added two more examples to my collection of fine signs to amuse the palette of the connoisseur.
Merton College is one of the world’s great seats of learning, so it was intriguing to see how they chose to keep their back gates clear:
|So just how much time is there?|
Tired by the intellectual strain of coping with Merton concepts, we made for a pub. But there too, Oxford being what it is, we were introduced to another interesting and unfamiliar idea.
|Don't they get emotionally involved with pies they hand rear?|