Vanessa Feltz And Her Secret Kebab
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I've just been speaking on Ö÷²¥´óÐã London's radio phone-in, hosted by Vanessa Feltz. It was she who chaired yesterday's Winehouse or White House session at the Radio Festival in Glasgow and she wanted me to elaborate on my views this morning.
As we got into the topic of celebrities and their privacy, Vanessa revealed that she had gone back to London last night and was enjoying some food in a "nothing special kebab shop" when she suddently noticed that someone was taking photographs of her from a van parked outside in the street.
"Now is that news?" she asked me.
"Well, it depends, " I responded, "what kind of kebab was it?"
She defended her food choice and insisted it had contained no illegal ingredients, no cocaine, nothing.
Of course the sad truth is that there is actually an appetite and a market for photographs of celebrities stuffing their faces in back-street cafes. It's not important, but, for many people, it is interesting. I suppose our task in journalism is to make the important stuff...wars, crime, the economy, education...as interesting and as relevant as possible.
As I said to Vanessa, it might be very interesting if I was to break into your house and have a look through your drawers, but that doesn't make it right.
I don't think she'll call me back.
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