News from inside the Observer. Or rather, the insides of the Observer. Spring has sprung, the mercury is rising and something has gone awry in the very bowels of Observer Towers. Literally. There is an acrid smell of human waste on the stairwell of our brand new building. It could cloud the judgement of even the most hard-nosed news hound.
Just thought we should air that one on the blog.
The Observer good taste ombudsperson wrestles keyboard and mouse away.
