A QUICK LOOK AT THIS MORNING'S FRONT PAGES

The continuing, bemusing, run of Posh on the front pages continues - at least this time she's taken that bloody hat off:



It also finds a lot of space - on a morning when the rest of the tabloids are excited by the bloke who convinced people he was a spy and the passing of The Great British Disappointment title from Henman to Murray - to report that Charlotte Church has had a shouty-screamy bust-up with her ex (presumably they don't mean "bust-up" in the strict sense, as he couldn't be an ex if they were able to bust... oh, nobody much cares.) Didn't this happen a few days ago, though?

The Guardian, meanwhile, reports on Glastogoers trying to get a free ride by hiding in portaloos:



They'd have gotten away with it, too - three guys scrambled into the toilets while the delivery van was parked in a service area; unfortunately, they leaped out when the van stopped, only to discover it was just outside the Glasto fence, rather than inside. I believe the phrase is "oh, shit."

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