With my linguistic punctiliousness it was with shock horror that I spotted a typo (their for there!) in a forum post about speed. Ning doesn't allow editing after the (tragic) event, so it remains there for ever unless I delete it. But it's followed by posts from other members, so I'm gritting my teeth and learning to live with it. Reminds me of a story about an aged don at Trinity Hall, Cambridge. He played the organ at chapel services and was punctilious about his music. One night some undergrad pranksters let themselves into the chapel, began a hymn on the organ, but just before the end, left a chord hanging unresolved. Taking cover, they watched the old man, in nightcap and gown, descend the steps from his quarters, cross the quad, enter the chapel, resolve the chord, close the chapel door, and head off back to bed.
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