It is "lifestyle" journalism the way Chaucer first invented it, and the Times, onto a good thing, is uninhibitedly publishing articles on the passing of a cuckolded poet, a rock promoter strangely addicted to collecting orangutans and an Italian writer striving "to avoid becoming a bore.
The grand institution, at once hoary and ethereal, that some call Auntie and others call the Beeb, and that most, it seems, must call controversial.
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