One of our reporters was subject to some pretty nasty abuse at the magistrates court this morning.
Regrettably, legal constraints prevent me from saying too much, but it was a damn unpleasant attack and shows how a section of the public still rank journalists on a par with traffic wardens, evil dictators and axe murderers in the hate league table.
Even worse, it seems the court ushers took it upon themselves to ask our reporter to "move along", rather than pinpointing the perpetrators of the incident.
The traditional image of the tabloid hack who will sell his or her granny for a scoop does us few favours but, while there are a few reporters out there with that attitude, most of us are lovely really.
Honest.
