The London Weekly is back. And this time it's personal. The second edition's splash runs under the headline "The pot calling the kettle black":
"The BBC who ran a news piece last week criticizing The London Weekly for not disclosing any private details were themselves in the spotlight this week for refusing to disclose it's top earners. The irony is, when we tried to get in touch for an interview, comment, or quote from the Beeb. There was no one to come forward for an interview."
Criticism for The Guardian, following our stories and blogs, is saved for Andrew from South Kensington on the letters page, while page four's piece about the launch claims:
"In other countries, you will be commended for launching such an entity in this current economic climate. Not here! How dare us?"
For those who haven't got a copy, Reverend Moonbeam has again taken a picture of every page.
Of course there are typos, misspellings, general randomness, but is it so bad that it's good? As a ginger beer fan, I did read the "7 things you never knew about ginger beer" - it wasn't particularly enlightening ("Ginger beer and plum pudding is considered a speciality dish in rural Corfu") but at least there were seven. There are two pages of job ads.
