My sympathy goes out to Jeremy Hunt, the Tory MP whose blog has got him into trouble with The Sun. It seems that trawling MPs’ blogs for news stories has become something of an obsession for hacks. Quite legitimate, of course, but only if the original blogpost isn’t distorted, deliberately misinterpreted or exaggerated. Not that that would ever happen, of course.
A fellow Labour MP just yesterday was waxing lyrical to me about an underpass near Waterloo station that had, according to him, some amazing grafitti artwork which has actually become an attraction for tourists. This, of course, is an “official” site for “public art”; most grafitti in public places is nothing more than vandalism, whatever artisitic merit the perpetrators may feel their work has. Nevertheless, it’s a shame Jeremy has been thrown in hot water for what, as far as I can see, are perfectly sensible comments.
A long time ago, when, as a student, I was making daily train journeys from Glengarnock into Glasgow Central station, there was a famous bit of graffiti which no-one in British Rail ever got round to removing, and which made most commuters smile whenever we saw it. It read: “My darling Flops, I love you.” I always wondered who Flops was.