Eagle-eyed readers will have spotted a clanger on page 15 of our paper this week.
"A "warm-hearted" centurion known for her love of Guinness has passed away, just weeks after her 100th birthday."
A centurion, I'm sure 99 per cent of the population know, is a Roman soldier. Unfortunately, your dim local newspaper editor here was in the one per cent who didn't know this.
Apologies to all concerned, but I have to hold my hands up on this one.
I'm off on another training course now, before getting myself prepared for Sunday's 10k run.
The next time I submit a blog here, my limbs will be aching quite a bit more than they do at the moment.
