A pride of lions. A school of fish. A flamboyance of flamingos — yep. I had a bee in my bonnet today (not a hive of them, mind you) about collective nouns. I love them. They’re poetic, they’re nonsensical, they’re fun to think about. A shrewdness of apes. A parliament of owls or — alternatively, if you’re feeling more sinister than magisterial — a...
