Plus: Update on the mystery of P. 74 on Morgan’s Pier

GMail (Google Mail) sent me a formal warning earlier today that my account for sending and receiving Slog emails had been blagged, but the intrusion has been detected and blocked.

Frankly, I’m not remotely surprised – and anyway, as these are email trailers of new blogs that I’d be more than happy for worried blaggers to get upset about, I have no desire to take any evasive action.

However, could I ask  – if you have a news tip and/or confidential statement to make – that you send such to my AOL account, wardslogataoldotcom. Close friends and long-term snouts can carry on using my personal address.

Thanks.

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Returning now to the increasingly odd tale of Piers Morgan the Outsider, I have had to make some serious checks on the P. 74 story of which I made Dickensian cliff-hanging mention yesterday. I’m fairly certain it will appear at some stage tomorrow, because it is well and truly stood up; it just needs some forms of words to run past interested parties, legal neurotics etc etc.

What I can promise you is that yet another scurrilous tale of the life and lies of the Grime Parson will appear tomorrow, come what may. And this one is a corker. Such a corker, in fact, that I feel duty bound to point out that another anagram of the Moron’s monniker is RM – a rope sign.