In a long disputatious thread that has been almost totally devoid of humour, I'd like to insert this to lighten things up for one post at least.....

This appeared on page 40 of yesterday's "The Guardian":-

Corrections and clarifications

* A review of Peggy Seeger's memoir quotes her description of her early impressions of Ewan MacColl and how they fell in love, saying he had a "hairy, fat, naked belly poking out, and was clad in ill-fitting trousers, suspenders, no shirt, a ragged jacket and a filthy lid of stovepipe hat aslant like a garbage can". The context we omitted was that MacColl was appearing in a production of The Threepenny Opera (First Time Ever, 30 December, page 5, Review).