Saturday, 29 November 2008

Working for that monster Maxwell

There are many stories about working for the tyrannical Robert Maxwell. But imagine being night editor of the Daily Record when Scottish football legend Jock Stein has just died and 20 pages need changing with less than an hour to deadline. Then the phone rings and it's "the publisher" wanting to know how big you are using his picture. Jack Irvine tells all on Gentlemen Ranters. No wonder he fled into the arms of Rupert Murdoch by joining the Scottish Sun soon after.

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