Oh dear, we missed H.W. Fowler’s 150th birthday yesterday, March 10 (I guess that makes him a Pisces).
Fowler’s greatest gift to us was, of course the Dictionary of Modern English Usage, which is employed with aplomb whenever appropriate here at MRP. Learn more about Fowler than you might ever have wished to know, including:
Henry Fowler was an unusual man, it is true. We might have ragged him, with his strange shyness and his eccentric dress, his passions for early morning runs and all those swims, those endless swims, in water as cold as could be borne. I cherish one image, not a scholarly one at all: it is of Henry Fowler in what looks today like an absurdly old-fashioned swimming costume, all zebra stripes and inconveniently sited lumps, just back from his morning dip in the waters off the island of Guernsey, where he and brother Frank then lived, ready for a day of lexicographical toils.