Western Dis-Mail

The Western Mail is so unrelentingly poor you could post something every day showing what a woeful rag it is.
So here goes. On Fridays, there's an dull, rambling column called "the pensioner", written by the crusty-looking woman called Elaine Morgan. I think local newspapers call these kind of chumps "community correspondents" and relegate them to some obscure part of the paper, or stick them in a supplement. Yeah, they're crap, but at least they're free. But in the Western Mail, it's run next to the editorial.
This week gets off to an unpromising start:

"I STAND here in sackcloth and ashes.
Facts are sacred, and last week I got two of them wrong about the independent candidate."

Still, lesson learnt you'd have thought. Till you get half way down and:

"I must say, I’ve lost count of the people who are pontificating about George Brown and David Miliband and David Cameron without ever having shaken hands with them"

George Brown. GEORGE BROWN! Jesus!