Gifts

All's fair in love, war, blogs and Fleet Street diaries. However, as I struggle for newsy nuggets on a brief sojourn in mid-Devon, connected to rural broadband thinner than my hair, through asthmatic wifi, it's hard to see research lifted without credit. I suspect my very-well-connected readership enjoys reading things here first and knows who I mean. Maybe the salaried diarists in question will find my home address and drop a couple of nice bottles round ready for my return. I'll let you know.