The newsagent at the station didn't have my newspaper this morning. Doesn't happen often, but it's bloody annoying when it does.
Didn't have a Grauniad, either. I don't mind taking the Grauniad occasionally. Makes a nice change. What's more, they've poached David Aaronovitch from the Independent.
But no, they only had the Tory rags, with which I would not soil my hands. (Though I must admit that my hands get pretty soiled reading the Independent - the newsprint makes my hands look like a miner's by the time I get to work.)
My deepest loathing, though, is reserved for the Devils Newspaper.Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at March 19, 2003 09:20 AM