The Queen’s English

Road Trip!

The really nice kind. Going to pick one of the far flung offspring up from the airport. Then we’ll be driving home for Christmas.

There’s a lyric for everything if you’re prepared to look. No words or expressions out there that need to be wasted. It’s all grist to the mill…which is an expression that I’m using without really knowing what the meaning is…yet I still know that this is the right place to use it. Blimey. What’s that all about?

Some people out there will suggest that some words and expressions are inappropriate or offensive. Which is complete bollocks!

It’s the attitude behind the words that matters. You can speak The Queen’s English (is it The King’s English now…who cares really?) and ne’er a bad word use, but be a judgemental and sanctimonious hypocrite. And many an angel uses the bluest language.

Any old language can be creative, and loving, and beautiful. Don’t let any old thief in sheep’s clothing steal your words away, or try to pretend that they are the guardians of grammar and good taste.