There are probably some who think that those who care about apostrophes and prepositions enough to write a blog like this don’t know how to have a good time. How wrong they are.

I know how to enjoy myself. For example, I like to visit the pub for a pint of mild or two of a weekend. It doesn’t stop there. If the mood takes me I’ll occasionally imbibe a medium strength continental lager accompanied by a pack of scampi fries. Excessive binge-drinking isn’t the only fun to be had for the thrill-seeking grammatarian. Britain’s public houses are hotbeds of grammar misuse. Errors can be found in signage, menus, blackboards and my personal favourite, the hastily produced promotional poster.

Have a look at these beauties for starters.

Gwakamoley? That sounds good, I'll have that.

Gwakamoley?

Tell me why!

P-A-R-T Why?