Sunday 15th August 2021

 Update on this post.

Friday 20th January 2023

When I wrote this blog a couple of years ago I had no idea how the letter ‘T’ would really be lost in speech.  It is so unnecessary for, what seems like, every person in radio and television to have adopted this way of speaking.  Do they do it deliberately, which must be a strain on the brain?  Do they know they are doing it?  Do they think it sounds cool?  (Whatever that means.)

Education should include a way to encourage pupils to bring ‘T’ back into use.  Or have the teachers and parents lost their ‘T’s as well.

I really do need to get out more.

Where did the letter ‘T’ go?

 Sunday 15*h Augus*

I became aware a few mon*hs ago *ha* *he le**er ‘T’ was missing when people were *alking.

Now, there can be one of a few reasons for this in my view, laziness, unable to spell so being unaware the word contains a T, a new form of slang ( maybe not that as even radio presenters miss out this precious member of the alphabet family.)

Although I was born in London I spent most of my teen years living on the south coast. As a result I picked up the local dialect where most words are pronounced with ‘ing’ at the end.  Absolutely nothing I can do about but to develop this casting aside of a letter seems to be a shame.

Minor matters in comparison to the most dreadful news from Plymouth this week with the cold blooded slaughter of five humans,  one being a small child just starting  out on her life, and the cowardly ‘suicide’ of the murderer.

The media certainly have enough copy to fill their lust for every detail and feed the frenzy of mourning.  Where on earth could one go for solace, prayer? with other people? by the vast sea? (I have done that myself on more than one occasion).  

All the words in the world are not going to bring people back or heal wounds so deep.

My heart breaks for one and all who have the reality of it all to face at sometime.

And we are told it is people’s right to have social media, really?

On a personal note I am facing a difficult week when we will be celebrating my sister’s life on the third anniversary of her passing.  Sleep tight Sue, we miss you. xxxx