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The Nuclear Power Family
DIZZY looks at nuclear power:
The Independent on Sunday has a rather interesting story about the development of nuclear energy policy from the Government. They say that the Government is about to publish their White Paper recommending we build more nuclear power plants (now there’s a surprise!) and part of it will include what it is calling bribes for local community to accept greater dumping of nuclear waste in their areas.
What is interesting in this whole sage is that there is also an article in the Sunday Times which accuses Brown of running an 18th Century-style family clique at the top of Government. As I read it, before the Sindy’s article, I thought to myself how they had missed the Nuclear Family Affair at the top as well.
Most people know that consultation on nuclear was a sham designed to make money for yet more of Gordon’s friends and produce an already known outcome. Now, it seems that, just in case anyone gets a little upset, they’re going to throw cash at people to keep them sweet instead.
Posted: 6th, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets, Politicians | Comment (1)
Switzerland’s Speed Trap On Suicidal Skiers
SWITZERLAND’S ancient campaign to remain the dullest country on planet Earth breaks new ground as speed restrictions are placed on skiers.
As the Times reports, Switzerland is introducing hand-held speed cameras – “The first such nationwide controls will treat skiers like cars on the motorway.”
Says Angela Zobrist, a spokeswoman for the state-controlled Swiss Accident Insurance (Suva): “This is not another fun-spoiling campaign of the health and safety brigade and we don’t intend to raise a warning finger to all snow sport lovers. It is a genuine safety concern. You do not realise how fast you go, which can prove to be really dangerous if you impact with another skier or have any other incident.”
The required speed is less than 30km/h (19mph).
But how does a skier know they are speeding, until Wolfgang shows you the evidence? And how do you tell one skier from another? Look out for cases of mistaken identity and skiers taking the rap for repeat felons.
It should not go uncommented upon that Switzerland is noted for its relaxed laws on assisted suicide. It’s peoples must be grateful. Although Alpine scenes strewn with suicides will not promote Switzerland in the way it would like…
Posted: 5th, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets | Comment (1)
Global Warming: Bournemouth Turns The Lights Off
TO Bournemouth with the Telegraph: “A town’s Olympic-style flame is to be replaced by a lightbulb because of the enormous gas bills and the carbon emissions it gives off.
“The 15ft high Eternal Flame was a gift to Bournemouth, Dorset, from its local churches to mark the Millennium.
“Burning continuously, it provided a focus for the town square – at a cost of £8,000 a year. Church officials also realised its emissions were harming the environment.”
Wonder what will happen to the Olympic flame in 2012? Perhaps a large crayon drawing of a flame or a picture of the Chinese nuclear glow…?
Posted: 4th, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets | Comment (1)
Battery Chickens Live Lives Of Luxury
“THIS tiny space is about the area that a battery chicken has for 40 days of its life before it is slaughtered and sold for £2.50 in a supermarket,” says the Independent.
The Anorak looks at the dotted line and notes that “THE TRUE COST OF CHEAP CHICKEN” is madness.
With property prices such as they are, it is clear that chickens are being treated better than the many humans who can find no affordable housing and are forced into debt.
Indeed, if a chicken were given that much space in London, it would need to retail at £2,176 a leg to be economically viable…
Posted: 4th, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets | Comment (1)
Polar Bear Watch: Alaska Oil
POLAR Bear Watch: Anorak’s look at polar bears in the news
“The US government wants to open up Alaska to oil companies, threatening one of its two main polar bear populations,” notes the Independent.
As ever the polar bear is pictured sat on a slushy ice flow as if its body heat is melting the ice beneath…
Posted: 4th, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
Jamie Oliver’s Griller Gorilla
THE gorilla’s of Africa have a champion. “School wildlife clubs help give Uganda’s gorilla’s a future,” says the Independent.
“’Our next song,’ announces 11-year-old Robert Ntegereje, at the front of his primary school class, ‘is about how we can look after the gorillas by planting trees wherever they live.’ It’s hardly an announcement you’d hear in a school in Britain.”
The Anorak confesses that it took three readings to understand that the boy’s call to planting was not enacted in a British school.
Indeed, it was only when Jamie Oliver failed to arrive to tell the little ‘uns that Gorilla Twizzlers are disgusting that we realised our error…
Posted: 2nd, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
More Expert Money Predictions
DOMINIC Lawson on money in the Independent:
“At the most grandiose end of this market in second sight are the forecasters of the big City investment banks. These are very respectable people with very respectable salaries. Last weekend’s Sunday Times Business section published a list of “2007’s Best Forecasters”. Perhaps the most significant single forecast that had been demanded of them was to predict what the Bank of England’s Base Rate would be at year-end. Of the “45 Best Forecasters” listed by The Sunday Times, how many do you think predicted the actual figure of 5.5 per cent? Not a single one of them – which might make you wonder what sort of crazy stuff The Sunday Times could have published if it had asked the 45 Worst Forecasters.”
If you knew wher the money was to be made, would you tell?
Posted: 2nd, January 2008 | In: Broadsheets, Money | Comment
Power Corrupts: Royal Family Warned On Global Warming
THE rapture of the Al Goreans has touched the Bishop of Norwich, the Rt Rev Graham James.
Addressing a congregation at St Mary Magdalene Church, Norfolk (the Royal Family in attendance), the Bishop says: “Some people, I have noticed around here, turn their houses into minor ecological disaster zones.”
The Queen’s Sandringham estate was, as the Telegraph notes on its front page, lit up by half a mile of fairy lights.
Whether aimed at the Windsors or not, the Bishop’s point is noted. And we commend to his attention another story in the Telegraph: “London’s £1.3m big bang to welcome in 2008.”
The picture is of the London Eye Ferris Wheel lit up like a massive halo. Of course, this is a picture from last year. And in the spirit of Recycling we urge all revelers along London’s South bank to party like it’s 1999 and thrill to the River of Fire.
Anorak will be handing out pictures of that event (blink and you miss it), and encouraging party goers to nod in appreciation (breathing, whooping, and cheering only add to global warming).
It’s what the Bishop would want…
The Queen Mother is be exhumed and her remains scatterd by a sapling in London’s Green Park, Prince Charles ears are to be fitted with solar panels and Prince William encouraged to breathe only when absolutely necessary
Posted: 31st, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Royal Family | Comment (1)
Money Facts: Stamp Duty
ANORAK’S look at money news in the media
THE TELEGRAPH: “Home buyers in the South are paying more than three times as much stamp duty as those in the North of the country, new figures show.
“People buying a property in the South of the UK paid an average of £6,280 in stamp duty during 2006-07, while those in the North paid just £1,994 during the same period, according to online mortgage firm mform.co.uk.”
Astounding.
Anyone else think this is because homes in the south cost more than they do in the north?
Posted: 31st, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Money | Comment (1)
Police Protest Policed
THE police want more money. They want to protest. But as the Guardain reports:
The high-profile demonstration, intended to highlight the force’s anger over its recent below-inflation, 1.9 per cent pay rise, is threatening to become a major political flashpoint in the new year. The police claim their preferred route for their march is set to be banned under archaic ‘sessional orders’, laws drawn up in the early 19th century to combat large-scale radical protests that threatened a disturbance of the peace.
The orders are renewed by Parliament each year and invoked by the Metropolitan Police if the force believes a protest will prevent MPs from going about their daily business. Critics of the orders claim they are a heavy-handed response designed to stifle peaceful protest.
And whose heavy hands are used to maintiain order and quieten protest? Answers on the business end of a truncheon to the usual address…
Posted: 30th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (4)
Catherine Tate’s Christmas Nostaligia
THE people who watch TV shows they don’t like and then call the BBC to complain say the Catherine Tate Christmas Special was the “most offensive” programme on the box this Christmas.
Anorak loves few things more than watching TV it hates. Each morning is passed to Jeremy Kyle’s soundtrack of “Be a man!”, “Do you love yer kids?” and “We all have your problem, pal!”. Afternoons are spent with Anthea Turner telling us how to live life as a doily. Evenings with the Monarch of the Glenn fans club are a must.
There is much more offensive stuff on the telly than Tate, especially over Christmas when Dickens gets dusted off and Morecambe and Wise dance with sausages (why do they not at least show the Andre Previn sketch?).
Ofcom is looking into allegations of “excessive swearing”, reports the Times. Incredible. Can you swear excessively on the telly? Gordon Ramsay tells us to make steak and chip from a “fucking cow” and some “fucking potatoes”. Even when we ask for the ingredients at the supermarket, no-one blushes.
Congratulations to Tate of discovering that sweating can still shock. (Do you rememberethe first time [insert health warning here] “cunt” was heard on British TV? John Lydon utterd it on I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here!)
On Tate’s show, it her character Nan’s lot to embark on a swearing competition with her daughter (see clip). What hope Ramsay was watching and will add some invention to his usual outpouring?
TV loves remind us of the first time “fuck” was uttered on the telly. It passes for TV nostalgia, one of those clips that you expect to see at Christmas, sandwiched in between Del Boy’s Filofax and Emu biting Parky.
In time, Tate’s swearing contest may well become a “classic clip”. And we will tune and be taken back to those halcyon days when we first heard the phrase “jizz tonsils”.
“What does that mean, grandpa?” the kids will ask. “Don’t tell him, Pike,” says the BBC, over and over and over again…
Posted: 28th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (8)
Appeals On Wheels: Asylum Airways Offers Immigrants Free One-Way Trips
ALL aboard Asylum Airways.
Daily Express readers can rest easy. It’s not a re-branded Ariana Airlines, the carrier that brought Afghan hijackers to the UK in 2000. This is a service taking asylum seekers away from Blighty.
Asylum Airways is run by Austrian aviation consultant Heinz Berger. His plan is to offer a kind of Appeals On Wheels bus service, his jets flying around Europe picking up failed asylum seekers and dropping them off somewhere else.
The planes will boast padded rooms, restraints and straps. Mr Berger may have confused political asylum for a lunatic asylum, but Easy jet services to Faliraki are looking on with envy, and interest.
The Independent has a picture of Mr Berger holding a model plane that looks not unlike the kind of vehicle that drops parcels of grain and Blue Peter badges on impoverished Africans.
Might it be that to save the bother of landing the aircraft, and keep carbon footprints to a minimum, Mr Berger’s aircraft will not so much land as dip?
Should Mr Berger’s service solve the asylum issue, expect other similar initiatives, such NHS Air, Credit Crunch Air and for global warmists, Hot Air…
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Posted: 27th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (2)
Jordan’s Seasonal Reductions
IT’S Jordan.
Says the Sun: “Fast you eyes for the last time fellas. You won’t be seeing these again – after Jordan had her op to reduce her massive bust.”
The Sun is wrong. Thanks to the internet readers keen to see Katie Price and her gargantuan Jordans still attached can perform a simple search.
And what with the clamour for celebrity, chances are that The Jordans will be the country’s No.1 and No. 2 double acts, taking over from Hale & Pace and Richard & Judy.
In ten years time, Katie Price-Andre-Windsor-Rooney-Beckham will become reacquainted with her Jordans and perform at the Royal Variety Performance, reliving her famous moments in yellow bikini, pink bra and orange paint…
Posted: 24th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
Box Clever This Christmas
“FESTIVE packaging will create 3m tonnes of waste,” says the Independent. Children are invited to put the toys to one side and play with the boxes, just as they do every year…
Posted: 24th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
Rebecca Harrison’s Pilgrimage To Bethlehem’s West Banksy
“BETHLEHEM residents vandalise Banksy graffiti,” says the Guardian.
Or to put it another way, Bethlehem residents paint over graffiti depicting them as dumb animals.
Writes the paper’s Rebecca Harrison “in Bethlehem”: “Bethlehem residents have painted over a satirical mural by the graffiti artist Banksy that was meant to highlight their plight.
The elusive British artist had painted six images around the town to help drum up tourism before Christmas and to illustrate the hardships faced by Palestinians in the occupied West Bank.”
Good old, Banksy. Without him what hope Bethlehem of getting any tourists to rock up for Christmas. Many are the nun, shiny eyed evangelist and coachload of tourists who have arrived at the site and wondered that it could only benefit from a bit of graffiti.
The now erased picture was of an Israeli solder checking a donkey’s papers. Bethlehem is a site protected by the Israelis keen to stop Islamists from blowing it to smithereens. Banksy finds this worthy of his satire.
So too does Harrison: “But the irony behind the depiction of an Israeli soldier checking a donkey’s identity papers was lost on some residents, who found it offensive.”
“We’re humans here, not donkeys,” says local Nasri Canavati. “This is insulting. I’m glad it was painted over.”
Says Harrison: “To be called a donkey in Palestinian society is similar to being called an idiot.”
Or a hack…
Posted: 21st, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (7)
Rupert Everett: Celebrity Quote Of The Day
SAYS foppish Britsh actor Rupert Everett in the Times: “Hollywood is a place that pretends it’s very liberal but it’s not remotely. It’s like Al-Qaeda.”
Everett says his sexuality has cost him “tons” of leading roles during his career.
Everett is a both grounded and talented…
Posted: 20th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Celebrities | Comment
What Tiler: Rebellion Over Prince Charles’s Porcelanosa Patronage
MUCH drama in the world of floor tiling as James Wickes, co-owner of British Ceramic Tiles reacts with dismay at news that rival firm, Spanish-based Porcelanosa has been awarded use of the Prince of Wales Royal Crest.
Says Mr Wickes in the Mail: “When I hard that one had been granted to Porcelanosa I did think it was a bit like awarding the Red Baron a Victoria Cross.”
That medal for valour for efforts in interior design introduced by the Queen Victoria, a woman nowhere near as German as the Red Baron, or the Venetian Red Baron with hints of amaranth, as he is known in certain circles…
Posted: 18th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
How To Get Inside London’s Boujis And Mahiki Clubs: Good Genes
HOW do you get inside boujis nightclub, London haunt of Princes Harry and William, and other boys and gels for whom jacket and jeans is a relaxed look, those sons and daughters of captain’s of industry, royals and the rich?
The Times’ how to guide is written by Hugo Rifkind, who appears dressed in a white linen suit and T-shirt.
Rifkind is at pains to tell us this is first trip indoors boujis and Mahiki, the other nightclub the penny loafer set move on to.
“First things first: getting in,” writes Rifkind. “Not so easy.” Thankfully he has a friend called Jemma who is “plainly a Boujis regular”.
This might be how Rifkind got the job. “Anyone know how to get into boujis?” asks the Times’ editor. The assorted Indias, Wills and Ruperts keep heads down. Only a Hugo pipes up.
He’s in, able to mix with the sons and daughters of him and her, the winners in life’s gene lottery.
Rifkind is the son of former Conservative Cabinet Minister and MP, Sir Malcolm Rifkind.
And against all the odds, he’s on a expense account and inside the exclusive club…
Posted: 17th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comment
Red Alert: An Iranian Plot To Kill Chris De Burgh
IF the Iranians really are serious about pushing Israel into the sea, they should erect a huge Tannoy, aim it at Tel Aviv and play Chris de Burgh songs at full throat 24 hours a day.
Admittedly, the slight risk is that Israelis will react violently and seek to destroy the instrument of their potential doom, just as they may block up their ears and make a swim for Cyprus.
The Israelis may go further and seek to assassinate Chris de Burgh, in which case we urge anyone who has ever uttered the phrase “Tonight, Matthew, I’m going to be Chris de Burgh” to make themselves known to President Ahmadinejad post haste.
Interesting then to see Mr de Burgh scheduled to become the first westerner to play Iran in 30 years. Early next year, Chris and Iranian support act Arian will play shows in Tehran.
In the land that has recently banned rock music, as the Independent reports, Chris de Burgh is permitted to play.
Chris – yes, Chris – and Arian have collaborated on a tune called A Melody for Peace. This is the same Chris de Burgh who once fronted Jeffrey Archer’s The Simple Truth campaign (filed under ‘beyond parody’) and raised money for Kurdish refugees through a concert.
The Indy is mindful of the power of music and how it can even change a nation. In 1985, Wham! played China and a million locals blow dried their hair and reached for the bleach. Then David Hasselhoff reunited Germany by singing on the Berlin Wall. The Israelites had Joshua’s trumpets to bring down the walls; the Germans had a man who wears swimming trunks to work.
It all leaves us wondering if Chris de Burgh can bring about a cultural revolution in Iran and what the resulting country will look like.
In our vision, post de Burgh Iran will be full of people rhyming “dance” with “romance” and going about saying how lovely they look.
Of course it might all be ruse, a plot. British historian Michael Mann researched Jospeh Stalin and noted: “Stalin saw John Wayne as a gigantic propaganda symbol against the Soviets. He was much more subtle than the atomic bomb but Stalin saw him as no less deadly.” Stalin wantd Wayne dead.
Might the Iranians view Chris de Burgh in a similar light, as the epitome of Western decadence? Do they wish to kill him? In which case we urge restraint, and remind them that though popular de Burgh is not as big as Noel Edmonds, Anthea Turner or Lulu…
Posted: 17th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comment (1)
The Rampant Lion: Europe’s Crack Rapid-Reaction Force Loses Manhood
SEND Her Victorious – Europe’s crack rapid-reaction force gets a new lion:
The proud motto of northern Europe’s crack rapid-reaction force is ad omnia paratus. Prepared for everything, everywhere. But the heraldic lion above the Latin tag now sends a less plucky message – he has just been digitally emasculated and, though technically still a lion rampant, he does not seem to be ready for anything, anywhere.
The change was implemented after a group of women Swedish soldiers protested that they could not identify with such an ostentatiously male lion on their army crest. A complaint of sex discrimination was then lodged with the European Court of Justice.
“We were forced to cut the lion’s willy off with the aid of a computer,” Christian Braunstein, from the Tradition Commission of the Swedish Army, said.
Now the Nordic Battlegroup, a force of 2,400 soldiers, is looking deeply embarrassed. For sceptics who already consider the Nordic Battlegroup to be something of an oxymoron – it is led by the Swedes, who were last in battle in 1809 – the operation on the lion is not an auspicious omen.
“A castrated lion – the perfect symbol for European defence policy,” an American military blogger sneered.
And they allowed the tongue to remain?!
Posted: 15th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (2)
Amy Winehouse In Three Words Or Less
“AMY’S white Christmas,” says the Sun. And there is the seasonal picture of skinny chanteuse Amy Winehouse.
The Sun is keen not to waste the time of its busy readers and finds a way to talk about Winehouse in as few words as possible.
The paper’s aforementioned headline uses just three words to deliver the daily Winehouse story, a Christmas angle and a hint of cocaine.
The only thing missing is that Winehouse is considering hosting a party over the holiday season. It will be raunchy affair, says a source. So look out for headlines “Amy’s White Xmas” and the still more sensational “Amy’s White XXXmas”…
Posted: 14th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (7)
Winner’s Dinners: Helen Mirren’s Meat
“HELEN MIRREN – Michael winner tatted me like piece of meat.”
The Express’s headline inflicts the mind with an image of Winner appearing in a monogrammed white satin bathrobe offering the young Mirren a wet-lipped “Ready when you are, my dear!”
Mirren says that Winner made her “mortified and incredibly angry” by inviting her to turn around at a casting session and show off her body.
“I was so angry, I was so angry, I still am,” says Mirren. The incident took place 40 years ago and reappears as an anecdote on Richard And Judy’s Christmas Book Show.
Winner’s interests in Mirren’s “meat” was in a professional capacity and we imagine he would have extend the same invitation to those other acting dames, Margaret Rutherford, Peggy Ashcroft and Joan Plowright. He is also a restaurant reviewer.
Says Winner of Mirren and her “enormous sagging boob: “I saw Helen and as I had been instructed to deal with the situation of her breasts, I did indeed ask to strand up. I don’t remember asking her to turn around, but if I did I wasn’t being serious”.
Although Mirren is nothing if not versatile and we imagine that had the directors of Age of Consent, Caligula, The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover and Calendar Girls demanding a walk-away shot, she would have obliged…
Posted: 14th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets | Comments (3)
Bridget O’Donnell On Madeleine McCann: Lights, Camera, Action
THE GUARDIAN does not always cover the story of Madeleine McCann on its pages. But today it does. Bridget O’Donnell was on holiday in Praia da Luz at the same time as the McCanns. Mrs O’Donnell works in the media and is allowed to tell her own story.
No interview. No questions. Just her words delivered over six pages .
The picture on the cover of the paper’s G2 supplement is of Madeleine holding tennis balls. It is not the portrait produced by Senor Marty.
Says Bridget O’Donnell: “We lay by the members-only pool staring at the sky. Round and round, the helicopters clacked and roared. Their cameras pointed down at us, mocking the walled and gated enclave. Circles rippled out across the pool. It was the morning after Madeleine went.”
It was a dark and stormy night…
And: “They booked a large table every night in the Tapas. We called them ‘the Doctors’. Sometimes we would sit out on our balcony and their laughter would float up around us. One man was the joker. He had a loud Glaswegian accent. He was Gerry McCann”
“Gerry was outgoing, a wisecracker, but considerate and kind”…
“Then Gerry stood up and began showing Kate his new tennis stroke. She looked at him and smiled. ‘You wouldn’t be interested if I talked about my tennis like that,” Jes said to me. We watched them some more. Kate was calm, still, quietly beautiful; Gerry was confident, proud, silly, strong.
Danielle Steele Vanished – so too has Madeleine McCann
We know him. But: “Privately I was glad we didn’t get their apartment. It was on a corner by the road and people could see in. They were exposed”
A sense of forboding. Dum, dum durdle-durdle, durdle…
“I once worked as a producer in the BBC crime unit. I directed many reconstructions and spent my second pregnancy producing new investigations for Crimewatch”. Her husband is Jeremy Wilkins, the TV producer, spotted by the tabloid press in “MADDIE: THE SECRET WITNESS”
Fact and fiction: “Detectives would call me daily, detailing their cases, and some stories stay with me still, such as the ones about a girl being snatched from her bath, or her bike, or her garden and then held in the passenger seat, or stuffed in the boot. There was always a vehicle, and the first few hours were crucial to the outcome. Afterwards, they would be dumped naked in an alley, or at a petrol station with a £10 note to ‘get a cab back to Mummy’. They would be found within an hour or two. Sometimes”
Knock knock: “The translator had a squint and sweated slightly. He was breathless, perhaps a little excited. We later found out he was Robert Murat. He reminded me of a boy in my class at school who was bullied”
The boy who never had a go on the bouncy castle…
Gerry and Kate are spotted two day after Madeleine has gone missing: “Kate’s back and shoulders, her hands, her mouth had reshaped themselves in to the angular manifestation of a silent scream. I thought I might cry and turned so that she wouldn’t see. Gerry was upright, his lips now drawn into a thin, impenetrable line”
Back home: “’Did you have a good trip?’ asked the cabbie at Gatwick, instantly underlining the conversational dilemma that would occupy the first few weeks: Do we say ‘Yes, thanks’ and move swiftly on? Or divulge the ‘yes-but-no-but’ truth of our ‘Maddy’ experience?”
Or do you tell the Guardian all about it?
Posted: 14th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Madeleine McCann | Comments (105)
More Celebrities To The Pound In The Daily Telegraph
NO one could ever accuse the Daily Telegraph of short-changing its readers when it comes to pictures of young women with prominent cleavages.
In fact, when the day comes for the paper to raise its cover price to 100 pence, we suggest it incorporate a pair of firm breasts into its masthead, and adopts the slogan: “You DO get many of those to the pound.”
Today’s edition deserves some kind of award for a masterstroke of inventive picture editing.
Carol Platt Liebau (described as a “female academic”) will be delighted that the Telegraph has chosen to report the publication of her new book, Prude: How The Sex-Obsessed Culture Damages Girls.
The author is the managing editor of the Harvard Law Review, and she is critical of society’s “emphasis on sexiness, revealing fashions and the over-valuing of physical appeal”.
Sounds a bit complicated to us. Is there a simpler way of explaining it?
Fortunately, yes. The picture editors have helpfully selected two images that illustrate the point perfectly, and they are reproduced at twice the size of the article itself.
One picture is of Christina Aguilera, the other of Rachel Weisz. Both women are practiced exponents of the art of décolletage, and the photographic plates do full justice to both ladies.
Female readers seeking to develop their own frontal presentation skills are directed to the story immediately below, which is all about bras.
That’s the thing about broadsheets – they’ve got the space to really get to grips with a subject.
Two cracking stories on one page – or, if you prefer, a nice pair.
Posted: 10th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Celebrities | Comments (2)
Cherie Blair Takes On Mark Wallinger and Gillian Gibbons
“CHERIE BEAR,” says the Mirror, taking a leaf from Anorak’s Big Book Of Teddy Names, created in compliance with the UN Directive On Teddy Bear Naming and the Stuff Sudan movement.
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, say your prayers
But there is no picture of a bright-eyed seven-year-old clutching her Cherie Bear. This is a shot of the woman herself, dressed as a teddy.
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, show your shoe
Cherie is on her way to London’s Zuma restaurant, not for a Gillian Gibbons benefit lunch but for a light supper with husband Tony (yellow checked trousers, blue duffle coat, marmalade sandwich and white open-necked shirt).
Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, turn out the lights
It might be Cherie’s dig at the art scene, where Mark Wallinger has won the Turner Prize for, among other accomplishments, walking around in a bearskin.
It is Mr Wallinger himself who tells the Independent: “I think the art boom was driven by Thatcher’s children.”
Teddy bear, Teddy bear, Say good night
Posted: 10th, December 2007 | In: Broadsheets, Politicians, Tabloids | Comment (1)
