I was told a story this week, which may be true, but may not. It sounded depressingly feasible to me, but you can make up your own mind.
This week I’m going to attempt to lose my job. I’m asking: is there anything more ridiculous than management-speak?
The weather turned a corner this week, there’s an autumnal taste on the wind. The words my mother would have used are: “a nip in the air”.
Last week, I complained that politicians’ language was highly intemperate when compared to the considered speeches made in the Supreme Court.
I couldn’t help but be struck by two starkly different ways of using words we’ve all seen over the past few weeks.
I’ve been reading about the problem of nuclear semiotics. It’s a question of communication.
This week, I’d like to address young people, which is probably a futile ambition as I’m sure none of them read this column.
From the moment we start to learn the English language, we start to learn collocations.
An aspect of language I find fascinating is dipping into a specialist field, in which the words may be alien to laymen but everyday usage for those working in that field.
Like many people, I am interested in current affairs. I always need to know the latest news. I enjoy opinions. To give me my daily “fix” I peruse news websites, take part in online discussions and read social media posts. This keeps me informed . . . and profoundly depresses me.