Catalogues are tempting things. Well, they have to be tempting, of course, or they'd be pointless.
Oh, but the things you can sometimes find in them. Plastic tree-faces. Rubber balls that make a dog look as if it's grinning.
Catalogues are full of words, of course, too.
Last week I received a catalogue. It was hoping to sell me a bag in which to keep my toothpaste tube while travelling.
There's nothing worse than finding toothpaste everywhere, it said.
Good grief, that writer must have led a sheltered life.
So must have these:
There's nothing worse than:
choosing a cellphone plan;
going to the Post Office (I couldn't be bothered to read on to find out what happened at the Post Office, but, hey come on!);
a chalky aftertaste.
Oh yes there are worse things. Stubbing your toe, for instance.
Or discovering half a maggot in your apple.
Or cheapening really important words like nothing and worse.
Word To Use Carefully Today: worse. This word has been around, not much changed, for probably even longer than there's been an English language for it to grace. The Gothic form was wairsiza.