This was written three years before the publication of “ Eats, Shoots and Leaves ”, by that erudite sylvan goddess, Lynn Truss. That it was a best-selling book heartens me greatly! All, it seems, is not lost! It wasn’t so bad when there were only a few of them about: and they were all in their correct place. But then they became more numerous; became almost the norm; then a veritable plague. It seemed to be impossible for anyone to keep them in their place; worse nobody seemed to care about them... Sign in to see full entry.