LONDON–Time for a confession. As a young man, I wrote sports articles in the Midwest. Then for two decades, I dished out rather serious tomes about housing markets, architecture, urban planning and technology. My only drift from somber reporting was chronicling comic events at the National Association of Realtors.
Now for my secret desire: putting pen to paper on sex, sleaze and weirdness. Today, I was inspired after three days of giggling at the news in the London tabloids – sleazy reporting at its best.