Paper rituals

I might have swapped ink for bits these days, but occasionally a little glimpse of the rituals readers build around newspapers reminds me of the huge affection in which they’re still held… this, from today’s letters page in the G:

“Not only have I lost me crossword partner of long standing, I am now obliged to tear the relevant pages apart so my wife can tackle the sudoku at bedtime.

Richard Scrivener

Wellington, Somerset”

Sounds like the very definition of marital crisis.