Interesting article on the BBC website today discussing changes in the English language. A number of examples are given including the slightly strange tendency of people to pronounce H with an.. er.. H.. at the beginning.
Very silly. Except for the Irish, who we let off.
H… anging out at the Royal Festival Hall, London, UK.
It had to happen.. a monument to the greatness of H itself. Or once again, it could just be that place East of Leeds.
Hull, UK.
Just all over the place inside a Hull Trains train to,.. well, Hull of all places.
Taken somewhere between Doncaster and Brough. Riding the H-train. Oh yes.
Even if I do say so myself…
Random location: ladies bathroom, Kew Gardens, West London.
An ancient ancestor? A long-lost heraldic icon? The family crest? Or some random taxi company in Brighton…
It seems everywhere you go in this fine town you will find them – right beneath your feet.
Time for tea? A most civilised H cunningly concealed.
First of a new mini-series of H-tastic spots in Brighton. Something slightly spikey found in a random gift shop.
Hidden amongst the signage on City Road, Old Street
