The Press Barons of Fleet Street
Rupe Murdoch and little Maxi-multimillion Aitken launched themselves onto the world stage from these very streets. But then, so did Sweeney Todd.
The newspapers made Britain, and these streets and courtyards once reeked of newsprint. All gone now (although The Beano still has an office here!) But
the buildings remain. And the ghosts. The British nation started talking to itself in these pubs and alleyways. And OK we can always pass by the site of Mrs Lovett's pie factory, if you want.
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