Apparently it was 'International Mother Language Day last week. I became aware of it earlier when I saw this LinkedIn post.

I seek knowledge and have recently reached the ancient realisation that the more I learn, the less I realise I know. It's a humbling experience and a feeling that I currently find a little paralysing.

There are many ways that random groups of people are temporarily bound by circumstance. Cancelled and subsequently delayed flights are one seemingly increasing occurrence in the aftermath of the pandemic.

Words matter. They do. But, how often do you spend time worrying about the font that matters in an email?