I like words. I can't always spell them correctly, and for years misused "redounds to" and "demur" until an intervention by my colleague, Robbie Smith. But there are few greater pleasures in life than nailing the adverb. Words, when said right, can induce loud snorts and draw tears, raise heart rates and inspire great feats.
So why is it that, in the hands of politicians, the English language sounds so tortured? How come, in the words of that great philosopher, Eric Morecambe, Keir Starmer often appears to be playing all the right notes, but not necessarily in the right order? I guess what I'm really getting at is: who the heck are "working people"?
