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If a celebrity member of a celebrity couple had been caught playing away from home, and that evidence was made public, do you think the tabloids might be interested? No? No, because the celebrity in question is Ross Kemp and the celebrity divorcee is Rebekah Wade, editor of The Sun. Isn't it nice how the tabs look after their own like that? After all, she could be your boss one day...

Speaking of crap journalism, let's bring up Andrew Gilligan again. There's still an ever-shrinking rump of opinion that he is (a) a journalist and (b) any good at his job, and even (c) not very odd in the slightest. Whatever you might think of Lee Jasper, he's finally answered some of the questions about what he got up to for Ken Livingstone, and it's over at Dave Hill's blog. Will it appear in print, though? Or will we just get another trillion articles exactly the same from Gilligan slagging off Ken? And why should it be that the two best news sources for London are Dave Hill and Adam Bienkov, when there's an entire bloody newspaper devoted to the capital city that can't manage it properly?

Justin at Nuclear Reaction looks at Patrick Moore's arse. Er, what? Yes, Patrick Moore's arse. Rather him than me.

Ben Goldacre looks at a bit of silliness about the new Pepsi logo. Silly it may be, but I guess it's got them into print in a national newspaper though with a picture of the new logo, hasn't it? Whoops all round for that.

And wonderful news from Tanzania - the Red Nose climbers made it to the summit of Kilimanjaro. Sadly Moyles survived, but the great news is that Polly Hudson said she'd eat his hat if Cheryl Cole made it to the top. She did. Do you want fries with that, Polly?

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