My daughter spent a long time tackling a college task today; she had to write independently about how she has been affected by life in lockdown.
Once she finished, I helped her correct just a handful of the more obvious spelling mistakes, including the most...um...shall we say...‘glaring’ example in the first line of the text.
I think we can all agree that, until the crossing out, the most surprising effect of the pandemic seems to have been her finding hitherto undiscovered skills in turning vulgar nouns into adverbs. Either that or she has accidentally stumbled across a startlingly self-aware entry in Dominic Cumming's lockdown diary.
Here's the whole thing. She's submitted it now, so if you spot any more accidental ****s or ****s, it's too late to amend it.
Song is Roisin Murphy - Dear Diary
