Philip Finn’s cancer fight
ACE newsman Philip Finn, former New York reporter for the Daily Express, has been diagnosed with cancer of the oesophagus.
David Richardson, one-time foreign editor of the Daily Express explains: Phil, one of the best reporters ever to grace the pages of the DX, is fighting his illness with courage and humour from his home in Aiken, South Carolina.
He has just started radiation treatment – appropriately enough just round the corner from his golf club where he has had more holes in one that one man deserves.
Jan and I visited Phil and Ann Marie in October and the only complaint he had then was that he was losing distance with his golf drives so it came as a shock to learn of his illness.
Phil gave me permission to send you his latest email missive to friends and family. He writes:
Hi Family, Friends,
Sorry for the delay in responding to all your kind messages. There are enough cards, prayers and lit candles to burn down the Vatican. And that's great because it's gratifying so many people not only care but are pulling for us
Our backup is global. James and Kathy Colquhoun (Ann Marie's brother, sister in law) and son Gary top our Scottish supporters'club, and near Royal Troon on the West Coast our oldest friends, The Gilfeathers, are just as hearty, along with daughter Jo in Paris.
Jimmy Sutherland in Barcelona has put us first, even ahead of Lionel Messi. And in South East France we have David and Jan Richardson toasting us (on a daily basis) in locally produced red wine. And mention of wine brings us to our old Manhattan mucker, Allan Hall, now earning his Euros in Berlin.
Words of great comfort and advice, too, from Mick and Lilly Brennan in San Jose, Costa Rica. And down in the Caribbean we have George and Margot Gordon sending us calypso greetings from Antigua.
South of the border in the Mexican zillionaires' playground of Cabo, Ed Diddle interrupts the sweet life to call daily. Old mates from all over Britain have sent our spirits soaring.
Now to business: We are in the second week of radiation treatment, getting zapped once a day five days a week. It is tiring, but painless and only takes a few minutes. Had the first chemo treatment last Thursday, a two-and-a-half hour session at a brand new facility round the corner from our golf club.
As one who has imbibed from as far afield as Salford to Santiago (and multiple other places East and West) it was a vastly new experience ... chemo is not Heineken, and it certainly ain't Boddingtons. It left me Saturday and Sunday in a very weird state. But we believe in the old bromide: We are only doing it for your benefit. Right!
There is another long session tomorrow (Wednesday, Jan 21), and it is not the kind of happening which preceded so many happy hours spent in the Lando, Crown and Kettle (Ancoats, Manchester), Eamonn's or dear old Costello's, off Third Avenue.
It is a tough regimen, but so was being bombed by the Germans, and we came through all that with colours blazing.
That's why all your warm thoughts, messages are so greatly appreciated. And another great plus for us was bolstering our friendship with Patty McAleece, a volunteer at the Oncology Centre, whose care and concern, makes us even more envious of that lucky old sod, husband Jerry.
We can just hear our old foreign editor, David Richardson, muttering to Jan: "Is there much more of this crap?"
No there isn't.
But we hope we've got the message across how deeply we feel and appreciate all your tremendous support. And to Jack Mullins: Your Dear Abby gag had us howling with laughter.
Love all round,
Ann Marie and Phil Finn, jr., aka Lord Ace.
Daily Express Newsroom 1990s
Who can you spot? This picture was taken in the early to mid-1990s at the new Daily Express offices in Blackfriars shortly after the paper had gone over to the SII system of direct input. The view is from the picture desk in the foreground to the news desk and behind that the backbench and news sub-editors.
We can spot Terry Evans (looking very ginger), Mick Lidbury, Maurice Hibberd, Gordon Ducker, Mike Parry, Annie Leask, Ian Walker, David Richardson, Danny McGrory, Brian Thistlethwaite and Ian Benfield
What’s in the box?
World’s Greatest Lunch Club’s Christmas Thrash at Joe's
Ho-ho-Joe: Daily Express alumni gathered at Joe Allen’s in Covent Garden, London on 17th December for a glass or five of lunch. Pictured from left to right are: Ashley Walton, Dick Dismore, Wendy Payne, Pat Pilton, Helene Costas, Roger Watkins, Alan Frame and the back of David Eliades’ head
Ye olde Express Christmas
Old flame: Sub-editor Alastair McIntyre celebrates Christmas in traditional style at the Daily Express in the 1980s. Note the lick of flame emerging from the wastepaper bin. If memory serves, McIntyre was invited by Night Editor Craig Orr to come out from beneath the desk ‘just for the first edition’. Needless to say, the picture was taken after the subs’ festive lunch.
McIntyre comments: Elaine Canham has been in touch to say: 'The flaming waste basket reminded me of the night you and I and Jan [Barden] set off fireworks in the subs room; you burned your thumb as I recollect.’
A spokesman for Sue, Grabbit and Runne said: 'Needless to say Mr McIntyre has absolutely no recollection of this. Will this do Bings?'
One in the Eye No 96
Volume 13: 1984
History of the Daily and Sunday Express as told 30 years ago through the columns of Private Eye (Lord Drone does not necessarily agree with the sentiments expressed although, from memory, they seem reasonably accurate.)
New readers: The Eye referred to the Express as the Getsworse, the Getsmuchworse, or the Getsevenworse
20th April 1984
Poor Sid Yobbo, having lost his disastrous libel action against the BBC and lumbered himself with a bill of costs for approximately £60,000, he has now announced his decision to appeal.
Everyone knows that it is virtually unheard of to get a jury verdict in a libel action overturned on appeal.
I feel sure that Sid’s legal adviser, Mr Peter Carter-Fuck, who has considerable experience of these matters, advised Mr Yobbo strongly against incurring more expenses with a fruitless appeal case.
Brutally dismissed from the Getsworse by Sir Larry Lamb, the effervescent theatre critic, David Roper, has made something of a comeback at the Garrick. The languishing hack was thrilled and overjoyed to receive an invitation from the club secretary, one Barrington-Fiske, asking to speak “impromptu and without notes” at a private dinner party attended by the cream of the theatrical world. The theme of his address was to be “The Green Room”.
Delighted that his talents were at last to be recognised, the emotional but socially gauche Roper telephoned the Garrick and asked to speak to “Barrington-Fiske”. On being told no such person existed, the determined Roper insisted that he was nevertheless quite prepared to speak, until one of his colleagues in the Critics’ Circle explained that he had been the victim of a cruel and heartless joke.
13th July 1984
What news of Christopher Ward, briefly editor of the Daily Express before making way for “Sir” Larold Lamb in April last year?
He has been reunited with his wife Fanny after a traumatic parting when she danced off with his best friend!
Now working on a computer magazine, Ward, 41, always used to regale friends with the intimate details of his sex life. When Fanny decamped he told one pal with obvious puzzlement: “I can’t understand it. We were doing it three times a night.”
27th July 1984
What news of Derek Jameson as he attempts to earn back the £70,000 that his ludicrous action against the BBC set him back earlier this year?
A glittering new editorship seems in store for Sid Yobbo, courtesy of “Lord” Maxwell of Headington, following his briefing of the great man about the many excesses of Mirror Group Newspapers of which Sid used to be an editor. Iago-like, Jameson has been constantly closeted with Maxwell, pointing out the fat in the organisation – secretaries for instance have been drawing £2,000 a year in overtime without working an extra hour – but has made no mention so far of the “Wainwright Factor”.
This refers to Mirror hacks whose bylines never appear in the paper yet go on drawing salaries of £25,000 a year and expenses of around £150 a week. Such a man was the redoubtable Eric Wainwright who, on his retirement a year or so ago, was given a glittering farewell party at the Ritz by the then chairman Tony Miles and the Mirror editor Mike Molloy. The occasion, it was explained, was for Eric to meet his colleagues!
For his trouble, Jameson has been promised the new London evening which will be launched this autumn.
7th September 1984
Following his appointment as Rector of the Royal College of Art, Jocelyn “Piranha Teeth” Stevens has resigned the editorship of The Magazine, his vapid freebie, and installed David Thomas, bespectacled heir to the Nicholas Coleridge title of Young Snobbish Drivel Writer of the Year.
Piranha’s parting words to his successor were: “I shan’t be convinced you’re an editor until you’ve blood on your hands.”
Daily Express Foreign Desk 1972
ANOTHER WORLD: Clockwise from the left: Ian Bain, Jim Nichol (deputy foreign editor), Stewart Steven (foreign editor), John Moger (night foreign editor) and Norman Jarvis. The elbow on the bottom right may have belonged to David Ross, David Eliades or Jim Thurman.
Should this story have been spiked?
Another Sussex Sensation from the East Grinstead Courier and Observer, which is carefully monitored for the Drone by Stephen Wood. The same issue of the paper reports on the success of the refurbished Sainsbury's supermarket in the town, where the deputy manager says: "… alongside that is a rotisserie chicken and hot food counter. The chickens have been flying off the shelves.”
Farewell Piranha Teeth
He was famed for once throwing a typewriter out of a window, but now the man they named Piranha Teeth is no more. Former managing director and deputy chairman of Express Newspapers Sir Jocelyn Stevens has died at the age of 82.
Daily Express Features Desk 1984
Pictured at the Fleet Street offices are, from left, Ross Benson, features secretary Tinu, Mike Deane and Alan Frame
Out of scoops: Express star Chapman Pincher dies at 100
Celebrated Daily Express reporter Harry Chapman Pincher has died at the age of 100. The journalist and author, who was the newspaper’s defence and science correspondent until his retirement in 1979, was known as “the great spycatcher of Fleet Street”.
Pincher's son, Michael Chapman Pincher, announced his father's death on his Facebook page. He said: "Our dad, Chapman Pincher (The Lone Wolf of Fleet Street) facing his death with: no regrets, no fear and no expectation, died of old age on 05 August 2014 aged hundred and a quarter.
“Harry, a journalist, author, fisherman, shot and scourge of politicians of all hues leaves Pat and Mick, a raft of grandchildren, his third wife Billiee and her three children. His last joke was 'Tell them I'm out of scoops.’
"For him RIP stands for Recycling-in-Progress."
Oh to be in England now that summer’s here
Picture by STEPHEN WOOD
JON CHURCHMAN reports: This might bring back a few memories from former Expressionadoes who frequented The Olde Bell when it was run by the fearsome duo George and Elvie
Gone but not forgotten: This pic, taken in the Daily Express newsroom some time in the late 1970s or early 1980s shows star columnist Jean Rook discussing matters of moment with copy taster Les Diver. In the background are, from right, back benchers Lloyd Turner, Tony Armstrong, Alan Frame, and art desk operatives John Haxton and Stephen Wood, who supplied this picture. Les, Jean and Lloyd are sadly no longer with us
STILL IN GREAT NICK!
BIG NOISE: The Prince of Darkness Jimmy Nicholson has just celebrated his 87th birthday. Leon Symons and some other old colleagues visited him at his care home
THE WORLD’S GREATEST LUNCH CLUB
Despite the dishevelled look of the table, there was a modicum of food consumed when the Drones met for lunch at Joe Allen on Wednesday 11th December. Pictured are, from left, Alan Frame, Ashley Walton, guest of honour Liz Gill, Terry Manners, Roger Watkins, Pat Pilton, Alastair McIntyre, Terry Evans and Dick Dismore
WHEN JOE HAD A GO AT POLITICS
Former Daily Express sub-editor Joe Neal has resurfaced as an actor in Ireland. And, as this picture proves, he stood unsuccessfully as an independent in the 2004 European elections. Joe has also written a book of poetry, Telling It At A Slant, which is available as a paperback from all good booksellers. If you want to see if he can act, (he can in the Drone’s opinion) CLICK HERE
____________________________Spaghetti House Siege (Part 2)
Laddies who lunch: The Daily Express Drones got together at the Spaghetti House in Holborn to drink to the memory of former Daily Express sub-editor and radio DJ Bob Kilbey who died in July. Bob used to organise an annual Christmas lunch at the restaurant. Pictured from left are Ashley Walton, Alastair McIntyre, Bill Reynolds, Ray King, Ross Tayne and Tony Boullemier
ER … COME AGAIN?
IT'S ALL IN THE TIMING...
STEEMERS STEAMS IN
Mike Steemson, erstwhile lynchpin of the DX newsdesk, is visiting the UK from his home in New Zealand and found time to drop in on former managing editor Mike Deane at his home in County Down. Mike Deane, pictured left, said: 'We chewed the fat and Mike drank all my whiskey.' Some things never change...
IS THERE A SUB-EDITOR IN
THE (PUBLIC) HOUSE?
(Er, yes as a rule – Ed)
Spotted on Holy Island by Johnny Maskey
AND SO TO BEDS
This charming snap was taken from an aeroplane by Joy Desmond as she was wafted into Luton Airport. But what does it show? Find out here
LOOKALIKE (UKIP EDITION)
Meerkat Nigel Farage
MAROONED IN THE PUB
Oh dear, tell that to the wife:
What on earth is going on here?
A memorial service? Surely some mistake
Learn the ghastly truth here
If the cap doesn't fit...
Sometimes editors have to do the most undignified things, as Sir Nicholas Lloyd found in 1995 when Sky TV invaded the Express offices in Blackfriars for a charity Telethon which was broadcast live to the masses. The picture came to light during a gathering of the World's Greatest Lunch Club at which the guest was the man with the longest career in Fleet Street – 57 years and still counting. Read about it here.
Funny old whirled
Goodbye Vienna: Spotted in Hunstanton by Stephen Wood
How an Express reporter left Britain's Cold
War secret on the floor of the Old Bell
Who Was Who on the Express in 1969
Buccaneering spirit that made the Daily Express great
NEW SHOCK: Up the wooden Hill
There are some things that you just can't make up. Former Daily Express editor Peter Hill has designed some nightshirts which he is now selling on the internet. Don't have nightie-mares!
HISTORY OF THE DAILY
EXPRESS DRONES CLUB