My barnstorming tome on 23 years at the sharp end of Fleet Street at the News of the World is to be published by Biteback Publishing.
It was penned here at the 'Umble 'Ovel on the 'Ill', championed by the UK's top literary agent Andrew Lownie and proof read by my mother, who read it though the gaps in the fingers covering her eyes.
That's me at the top at the beginning of my career. The clunky metal thing in front of me is called a "typewriter" by the way. And the man in the jumper is the editor. He's giving me a written warning for growing a comedy moustache.
You can read about it at the Andrew Lownie Literary Agency
A little piece in The Spectator.
And in the Press Gazette.
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