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Graceless Chickanery - 30/07/2007
 
Keeping the veggie campaign and message fit for purpose VEGA scans the “better” Sunday papers, among them yesterday’s Sunday Times and the Style magazine that drops out of it.
Keeping the veggie campaign and message fit for purpose VEGA scans the “better” Sunday papers, among them yesterday’s Sunday Times and the Style magazine that drops out of it.

How is this then for journalistic style and good taste in table talk.

  The Blonde had pre-ordered a whole roast chicken. This wasn’t just any roast chicken. It was a French black-legged roast chicken lying on its back with its feet in the air, smothered in another bird’s oversized liver, with a fistful of bread inserted up its cloaca – and it didn’t come from Marks & Spencer. It was as perfectly fine as a chicken still in its stockings with a duck’s unctuous innards and a sodden, fatty, crisp hunk of bread could be – which is pretty damn good. The Blonde and Cami adored it, saying it was the perfect dinner and that it was all they ever wanted – ever, ever, ever wanted – to eat. In fact, every other food ever conceived of or cooked was really only a consolation prize for not getting roast chicken.

This stilted piece of schoolboy level prose is an example from 2 whole pages (with a column of ads) contributed weekly by a hack by the name of AA Gill. Rather than just passing by and reading something better (for instance, items – such as Richard Girling’s, in the paper’s Magazine section on issues like such as the fishing industry, which are trenchant and challenging and suitable for table talk and post-prandial debate after the meal.

Can we plead with readers to spend a moment before they consign their newspapers and supplements to the recycling bin to despatch by any means messages of praise for good journalism and of disgust for bad – which means naming graceless columns of table talk. In fact, wouldn’t it be really stylish by heading all such outpourings and the results of the chef’s gruesome skills with just that – a sincere, honest Grace. Sharp at 13.00 please, vicar. And what about a Grace for Today in the God Slot on Radio 4 to raise the BBC’s flagging reputation.
 
 
 

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