Neighbourhood watch

Are these people crazy?

As reported on Wednesday in the Sheepshead Bites blog, a flyer distributed by supporters of the Ben Akselrod Sheepshead Bay (Brooklyn, New York) district primary campaign contained this horrendous and embarrassing typo.

I cannot believe that this was not done deliberately. How could anyone not notice it?

I think there may be clues as to the author's lack of care in the rest of the flyer.

I see Mr Akselrod wants to 'creat' jobs.

Also, in and amongst the unnecessary capital letters in the quote, you'll see that he cares so little he can't even get the name of the district right.

It's Sheepshead, Ben. Not Sheephead.

I would imagine that quite a few people are calling you some other type of head right now.

Beady-eyed Madness

According to the ever-observant John H, the Olympics wooden spoon should be awarded to the South African IOL Sport website.

No. Not the Pet Shop Boys. Not even close.

As John says, 'It's Madness, I tell you.'

And again. No. Not Oasis who split up three years ago.

It's Liam Gallagher's band, Beady Eye.

Or, as far as Noel Gallagher is concerned, 'Stratford's finest Oasis tribute band.'

When?

Strolling along the promenade at Tywyn last week I came across this warning sign which was posted in at least two locations. Both signs had the same error.

For all I know there may be lots of Welsh typos in there that my Welsh friends will be enjoying.

For the rest of us, I've highlighted the offending mistake.

Something seems to have gone wrong when.

Sorry. Something seems to have gone wrong when it was translated.

Left right in a quandary

Shoppers in Cardiff city centre have been left scratching their heads over this sign in St Mary's Street.

You see, the Welsh version translates back into English as 'pedestrians look right'.

So, is it a mischievous plot to cull the English tourists?

Or was the sign-maker an English speaker with a grudge?

Either way (geddit?) it's an omen.

Oh, OK. It's just a bad sign.

Yang Wang

Yang Wang is a well-respected Journalist who works for the Houston Chronicle.

If I said that a recent byline in the Star-Telegram contained an embarrassing typo in her name, replacing a g with a k, my UK friends would probably jump to the wrong conclusion.

I can hear their sniggers already.

But it was the other g which was replaced.

Providing my US friends with just as much merriment, I'm sure.

Special K for breakfast

Greg L was feeling quite peckish in Glasgow the other morning when this sign caught his eye.

To fulfil a desire to complete a Four Nations meal, he ordered a Full English and an Irish god.

A zest for sales

This bargain of the week was snapped by Tom L in Machynlleth's Coop.

Does anyone know the thinking behind this sort of offer?

OK. Maybe there's no thinking involved.

But does anyone know whether sales do actually increase?

Or is it just a lemon?

Streat's ahead

It takes little more than two words to explain this photo sent in by Jon C.

Tesco.

Peterborough.

What's odd, though, is that the Street at No 3 looks OK.

So I'm guessing the New! next to No 1 must refer to the new way Tesco has decided to spell it.

Open your ise

Hey, you. Yes, you. The one responsible for writing this.

My advise to you is: Practice your spelling skills.

And your reading skills.

Thanks to Dennis A who sent this to peter (at) mytypohumour (dot) com.

Feel free to do the same.

The blog's achieved over 15,000 Pageviews since starting last September proving that there are many people longing to see any howlers you'd like to share.

So please do.

Going Dutch

Not so much a typo as a huge, huge gaffe.

I've awarded joint Gold Medals this week to both the Daily Express and the Daily Mirror for demonstrating equally clearly that they haven't a clue about British equestrianism.

Here's the front page of Wednesday's Express.

And now a page from the Mirror.

Notice anything odd about the Dressage team photos?

Like, for example, the orange collars? Or the blazer pocket designs? Even the faces of the three happy medal winners?

Not to mention the bronze medals. Surely you noticed the bronze medals?

Yes. The bronze medals as won by... the Netherlands team.

So, no red collars; no Team GB blazer designs; no Team GB members.

And not a gold medal in sight.

Nor, it seems, a half-decent (or sober perhaps?) Picture Editor.

Daily Express. Daily Mirror. Hang your heads in shame, the pair of you.

And, as my old Chemistry teacher, DH, used to say: Read, mark, learn and inwardly digest the following.

The winning British Dressage team: Laura Bechtolsheimer, Carl Hester, and Charlotte Dujardin.

Are our has come

Thank you, John H, who has been typo spotting again on his travels.

No excuses accepted because the drinking doesn't even start for another ten days.

The bottom line

The Los Angeles Times published an article recently about retired Sheriff, Ralph Lamb.

Unfortunately, it did nothing to enhance Lamb's public persona or that of his orifice. Sorry, office.

The cheek of it.

Proofreaders at the paper need to be a little more anal methinks.

The Little Red Hen

Starbucks has done it again.

This advert appeared recently in the Sunday Times magazine.

A big thank you to Harriet G who took the time and trouble to scan it and send it in.

It's time Starbucks and me talked about copywriting and proofreading.

And if anyone at Starbucks needs some help understanding the headline...

Not I.

Take it, Easy

Sky TV sent this message to John H a couple of weeks ago.

Someone's obviously been talking, John.

Cool Blues name though.

'Easy' John H.