Why the heading? It's because I find that when I have a cold, my attention wanders enough to make ordinary writing appear to say something else. It is probably a concentration thing but I have a book entitled "Moral Combat", a history of, and the military ethics in, World War Two and my mind worked overtime and changed both words. Then I began to wonder whether there was such a thing as an immortal wombat or maybe an immoral wombat. I wondered what other little gems I was going to come across and sure enough within a couple of minutes one of my photographic colleagues sent me a cheesy greeting which on second view became a cheery greeting. It really doesn't take much to really mess up the meaning of a phrase or saying does it? Let's face it, wars have started for less than a changed letter or misplaced piece of punctuation. Anyway, I am going to bid you a good evening because I feel a tiny bit dreadful and I think that very shortly I will be trying to eat a meal and then turning in for the night. I hope that you have a great evening and I will be back tomorrow.
Here's a bit of fun. Even when the Beatles were splitting up they sounded pretty darned good. Here they are singing a medley of songs from Abbey Road without the music (mostly!)