Peter Rhodes on chatty foods, the return of Cameron and the smart way to fight terrorism
I wrote a few days ago about the Ginster pasty which, having apparently evolved self-awareness, declares on its wrapper: “I am ready to eat cold.”
Seems it is not alone in its mateyness. While the carton for Moma oat drink begins sensibly in the third-persion (“It's fully foamable”), it soon lapses into the intimate first-person: “After opening, keep me in the fridge.” When did foodstuffs start discussing themselves? Any similar examples?
Still on grammar, I spotted a case of mad quotation-marks disease in a Sky report describing people who chucked petrol bombs at police in Edinburgh as “thugs”. I suspect they were not “thugs” but thugs. There is a difference.
