A visit to Wells, not Well's or Wells'

A night away in Somerset took us to Wells for a visit. A delightful place with a very active local produce market next to the cathedral and a rather cavalier attitude to the English language. Read on and share my dismay.

As ever the façade of the cathedral was a tribute to the mediaeval stone carvers responsible for the statues and figurines.

We should have been alerted to all not being well when we heard the Town Crier shout "Oyez, oyez, welcome to Somerset's most apostrophe challenged town'. What could he mean, we thought?

This one's OK. Good old Barnado's.

And this one's acceptable. A bald statement of fact.

And then we came across this.

Was it the nose of many Parsons?

Or just the one?

And the above example was just the tip of the iceberg. A stroll down the High Street gave us Greggs (rather than Gregg's), Lloyds (rather than Lloyd's), The Kings Head, The Queens Head and so on and on...Wells Festival of Literature? More like the Wells Festival of Illiteracy. Harumph.