Back in the late nineties, I held the very prestigious post of News Editor at the University of Reading student newspaper. My success in tracking down stories about the latest ant infestations in halls of residence was such that I was eventually promoted, first to the post of Deputy Editor (a brief tenure during which I wrote an editorial which managed to alienate pretty much every Irish person on campus) and then to the heady heights of Editorship.
When I left the News department I handed the reins over to one Ms Sally-Anne Johnson, an ace news hound who supplied me with an array of interesting stories with which to fill the paper I was now editing. A decade later and the situation has reocurred – this morning, Sally sent me this lovely example of Nonsense on the Menu taken from a menu she saw in Morocco.
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I'll have a sea-bear with a side of mould, please. |
Incidentally, Sally too climbed the ladder to Editorship of
Spark. To my knowledge she did not insult any Irish people on the way and, after she left university, she became an actual proper journalist. Sally has
her own lovely blog which tells you all about her adventures in modern day journalism.
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What's that you say? You too have an example of some menu nonsense? Well
send it to me, if you please. Or just Facebook me because, let's face it, if you're reading this then chances are you're a Facebook friend of mine. Which reminds me: why not become a
Facebook friend of Nonsense on the Menu?
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