SIR – Perhaps advancing age is blurring my memories of long ago. I hardly remember the daft units of measurement I learned at school. Perhaps Philip Bird (Letters, April 22) can remind me of those golden days.
How many ounces were there in a hundredweight, and would they be troy ounces, fluid ounces or avoirdupois? How many yards were in a pole, or was that a rod or a perch – or maybe a fathom? Did water really boil at 212 degrees back then?
Eeh, lad, them was the days! Mr Bird may think in fractions, but I doubt that he speaks for the nation. Nowadays, everything goes in tens and hundreds, and I rejoice.
L A Hobsbaum, Willow Crescent, Bradford
Comments: Our rules
We want our comments to be a lively and valuable part of our community - a place where readers can debate and engage with the most important local issues. The ability to comment on our stories is a privilege, not a right, however, and that privilege may be withdrawn if it is abused or misused.
Please report any comments that break our rules.
Read the rules hereComments are closed on this article