Strange bedfellows, indeed!
I met yesterday with my fellow publisher, Don Gordon Brown, to map the progress of the next print edition of our combined title, and it looks like we'll hit the streets on May 27th.
I showed Don a Letter to the Editor I'd received, and he insisted I publish it. Here it is:
Happy to have another copy of the Westender in my lap, the usual great content and West End vibe. But I was shocked to turn over to the Independent and find the biggest pile of snarky drivel I've read since the last time my eyes accidentally rested on the courier mail front page while I was waiting in line at the convenience store. Even the half the advertising is negative and more than a little crass. I had to turn the Paper over again and reread some West end stories to sooth myself.
What a fascinating and stark difference there is between the wholesome, positive and celebratory nature of West End represented in your edition and the negative, victim-minded and combative nature exhibited in the Independent. Makes me so grateful to reside on this side of town!
Glad to have you back in print, although with strange bedfellows.
Cheers, and have a good read!