What not to wear
Definitive proof that when it comes to fashion, Fleet Street journalists are at least two decades behind the times.
Actually this quartet of fashion victims have a good reason to have donned leather bomber jackets and chinos. They were gathered to celebrate the retirement of Evening Standard executive editor Philip Evans, in outfits of the type – that he detested – so often worn by the photographers of the time.
Over 150 friends, colleagues and editors listened to tales of Evans’ long and varied career, including the time he went to photograph George Best and Sinead Cusack as a young journalist. He waited for hours outside their love nest until a window opened and Cusack emptied a bucket of water over his head.
Pictured are: Philip Evans, centre, with left to right, Stuart Nicol (Daily Record) Mike Moore (Daily Mirror) Mike Lawn (freelance) and Colin Davey (Daily Mail).
Fugitives from justice tend to want to keep a bit of a low profile. Not so for a man wanted by Lancashire police who has been on the run since being charged with armed robbery.
After the Warrington Guardian had run a report on the trial of other members of the gang in which the judge described the fugitive as their ringleader, crime reporter Paul Keaveny got a call from him.
Jon Parkes protested his innocence, claimed he’d been “stitched up”, and insisted Keaveny corrected an error that the court had made – the spelling of his name. Keaveny was happy to oblige with a front page story in sister title the Warrington Mercury.
Racing paper’s ed is onto a winner
Newmarket Extra’s William Sadler had the last laugh when photographer Peter Osborn mischievously entered his name for the passenger talent show on board a cruise liner.
The racing monthly’s editor, who was researching a holiday feature, was voted top performer by the 700 passengers on the Fred Olsen ship Black Watch. He was awarded a certificate and cuff links after his, er, unique rendering of Who’s Sorry Now during a cruise to St Petersburg.
No effing about at the Post
Another barrier down. The Washington Post, reporting an altercation on the floor of the US Senate between Vice-President Dick Cheney and Senator Patrick Leahy actually quoted the v-p as saying “Fuck yourself”. No f-word, no stars, no abbreviation.
This is believed to be first time any major US newspaper has done this. Times are changing – but not the New York Times, which abbreviated the exchange.
Terry Mansfield, outgoing boss at NatMags, was given a suitably lavish gift from the Hearst Corporation when he officially retired last month – his own tractor to use at his country retreat.
Not that he’s going to be ploughing completely new furrows. He’s retained an office in London and will still be seen lunching the great and the good (and some of the not so good, probably) on a regular basis.
So pleased was El Tel with his gift that he e-mailed a picture of himself on it to all NatMags staff. Not once, not twice, but three times.
Indeed, so enthusiastic was his e-mail frenzy that the company’s IT department had to intervene because the size and volume of pictures was causing problems with the system.
“Great. Hooray, we’ve all seen Terry’s tractor,” the bods said in a global e-mail to staff. “But please delete them immediately.”
Don’t give up the day job
Subs working on the Worthing Herald, Littlehampton Gazette and Shoreham Herald are producing a style book for reporters.
But they haven’t decided whether to go for the pleading approach or one with the merest hint of violence.
Either way, judging by these pictures, Dog thinks some acting lessons might be in order.