The The Oh, Welcome to another sparkling edition of the Thought Police, the fast growing and foul-mouthed

podcast thanks to Kevin no sort of it.

You've only dragged it down market, you know.

I used to do this with Matt Kelly, you know,

it was quite ethereal even though Matt would occasionally swear, but you've taken it right down into

the gutter well I like to fucking thank you and I'm quite happy about that by the way.

I'm very fucking pleased about that.

I mean the trouble is we'll get into why we are still talking about that load of

old bollocks that is the coronavirus policy in this country but I thought we

should kick off today Kevin just because one of the giants of the newspaper

business died a few days ago

Harry Evans, Harold Evans, author of the book Good Times, Bad Times, former editor of

the Sunday Times and The Times and The Northern Echo, let's not forget.

And I just thought it would be a good opportunity for us to look back on the golden era of Fleet Street.

And the time when I was watching, I was watching a little bit of a mini documentary about him where they said that he would

sometimes hire writers and send him off on a job and they wouldn't write anything for

six months. I mean these were the golden years of Fleet Street because you could literally go on the

piss for six months, produce nothing at all and nobody would be asking you on the

phone what the fuck are you doing? At the risk of being heretical here and

saying something heinous you know it's not like you

yeah Harry Evans he's like a kind of a totem figure for all journalists

they go oh Harry Evans Harry Evans oh the journalist, journalist, what a genius, the man who changed

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