When I was a child, some 70 years ago, the News of the World was a regular feature of our Sundays.
Its reporting of divorce proceedings was so coy that it was quite safe for children to read it - I never did understand what was meant by 'intimacy took place on the sitting-room sofa'.
My mother, however, was always rather ashamed of reading the News of the World.
When, later, my fiance and I were staying with her, she appeared in the kitchen on Sunday morning with the paper in her hand and a puzzled look on her face.
"Someone has put this terrible paper through our door," she said. "I can't think why - it must be a mistake."
DORAINE POTTS
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