The Daily Mail is really Very Cross

Gosh they’re in a state! Righteous indignation drips off their web site and, I expect, their pages. They really should learn to relax or else their blood pressure may well do for them. (Thanks Harry's Place for pointing me at this lovely little story).

It’s relaxation that’s got the Mail going this time. Mr Prescott has not only been seen relaxing he’s been playing what they probably regards as a toffs’ only game and also looking at cows. Shocking, eh? Croquet isn’t really all that posh; as long ago as the 1950s there was a public court (?) / pitch (?) at Brighton where, for a few pennies, even the riffraff could knock hired balls around with hired mallets. Actually it was in Hove now I come to think of it, so a bit on the genteel side if not exactly posh.

The founder of the Daily Mail is reputed to have said that he wanted his paper to deliver something to enrage the lower middle classes every day. Paul Dacre, the Mail’s present editor, seems to be doing the founder proud for his million or so English pounds a year.....