Saturday, September 04, 2010

Farringdon and the First Day of Spring

Faringdon is one of those words one wishes to treat as if it were the plural of something. Like oxen. For instance, just as you would say 'the ox is rotund' and 'the oxen are rotund', similarly 'Faringdon are' sounds alot more gramatically correct than 'Faringdon is'.

Not convinced? Allow me to demonstrate:
Faringdon are a residence of particularly posh blue-bloods of the only-organic eating variety that break up in hives when they see a bum walking on the opposite side of the road.

Or in fact:
The Farigndon are coming round for tea this evening, whot! Lord Faring fancies a bit of fresh sconn with his tea. I shall ask Lucy to make some.

I rest my case your honor.

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