Front pages Dec 22-26
Friday 26 December, 2014
Wednesday 24 December, 2014
Tuesday 23 December, 2014
Only two papers shun the picture of the dustbin lorry that crashed into Glasgow pedestrians, killing five women and a man, yesterday. The Independent prefers Sandra the orang-utan and her non-human rights court case in Argentina, coupled with a strong political story on Labour's plans for a mansion tax. It does, however, have a little pointer to the Glasgow crash at the top.
The Mail doesn't have room even for that. It splashes on a photograph of a queue. This "bleak" picture is of "desperate" people "shivering in the cold before dawn". Has the paper suddenly taken pity on asylum seekers, the poor lining up at a soup kitchen or outside a food bank? No. These are people in Sunbury-on-Thames, waiting to see their GP. It is, to be fair, a pretty depressing sight. Resources are overstretched. It's irritating when you can't get through on the phone and absurd that you need to give a doctor two weeks' notice that you're going to be ill. But that's more a matter of practice management than deprivation. This is a town in one of the most privileged areas of the country - the average semi costs a little under half a million pounds - so is this really the queue that shames Britain? Discuss.
Elsewhere on the health theme, the Mirror is back in miracle mode (see Style Counsel here) with a cure for arthritis. Can this be true? You have to wonder, given that the story makes only a puff for the Express, which ought to be Fleet Street's leading authority on the condition, having splashed on it 12 times this year. What is more, it says only that this "could be" a cure. Perhaps the paper is aiming to set a trend for restrained puffery - you don't expect to see people "passing away" at the top of a tabloid front page.
Monday 22 December, 2014
Three sprigs of holly, a woman in a Santa suit and one Merry Christmas ribbon are about as festive as we get today...
Maybe I'm looking at the past through Baileys-tinted spectacles, but papers on the last weekend before Christmas used to be a mix of good cheer, concern for those less privileged and a healthy dollop of fun, all served under a titlepiece dipped in snow - the weekend front pages
Greed is classless, but the more privileged you are, the more extravagant the freebie needs to be to impress. So how privileged must you be if you'll go through the mill for a 16p tin of spaghetti and a 28p pack of instant mash?
MoS and food banks
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