A most distressing rumour reaches my ears - that veteran Londoner's Diary editor Seb Shakespeare (the gossipy fixture of the much-improved Evening Standard) was covered in manure as he came out of his house at 7 this morning on his way to work. A case of revenge, apparently. Naturally I don't believe a word of it, interested parties may feel the need to elucidate.
If true, however, I extend my sympathies to this otherwise most enlightened (and sweet-smelling) of hacks.
3 comments:
yes yes yes it happened. too bloody funny for bloody words. pompous creep.
This is most enjoyable. Who's next now ? Beware, beware...
Yes. See Saturday's Independent.
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