Lazy Journalists
Normally I wouldn’t trouble these pages with news of something so desperately uncool (See! I am the Fearne Cotton of the blogging world), but just a quick mention that Sal and I saw the Finn Brothers at the Albert Hall last night (hey, get over it: I’m going out with an Antipodean, it’s what they do), if only to highlight some shockingly shabby journalism I discovered. You see, we weren’t really expecting the gig to…