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s Elysees. They gave me a warning. In July, on the night Toxteth went up in flames, I had to report on blue-rinsed Tory councillors in Wokingham arguing over planning permission for a conservatory. I barged out uttering expletives, and got another warning. When Charles married Di, they made me cover every street party in Bracknell. After one I went to

the pub, told my mates I had to do something different, and we set up a singing telegram firm on the side. As the van arrived outside the office to pick me up for the first job and I came out of the toilets dressed as a gorilla, the news editor yelled: I thought Id hired a reporter but I hired a f*****g clown didnt I? I beat my chest in agreement. And

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