Why it's The Wormington Lamb and not The Wormton Lamb
For many weeks now I have been approached by people asking me about progress on The Wormington Lamb. I thought there was something wrong with their ears. Some people have a kind of aural dyslexia. My grandparents had a cleaning lady who suffered terribly from this. Her domestic heating was powered by coloured gas. She was particularly proud of the pompous grass that grew in her garden. But with so many people asking me about The Wormington Lamb I was convinced that this hearing deficiency was becoming a twenty-first century epidemic. They never made this mistake when they saw the title written down. My fears for their health have now ceased, however. My own ears have now been opened because I heard a recording of me talking - quite clearly - all about The Wormington Lamb. Hearing myself speak on a recording is always a something of a shock. I sound much posher than I really am. Imagine my surprise when I heard me, quite distinctly, talking about The Wormington Lamb. Somehow, I manage t...