In 1996, I won the George Orwell Prize for Political Journalism. In Scotland, I've been named Journalist of the Year twice and columnist of the year on several occasions. I've also won a Saltire Prize and been given an Arts Council Award.
The police, for reasons best known to themselves, don't pay it much attention. After the day was over, we heard that the Strathclyde force had come up with a figure of 30,000 in attendance. Someone wished them luck in calculating the overtime bill if that was their idea of arithmetic.
This, as any decent cartoonist will tell you, is easy to accomplish. Funny pictures bother some people far more than any number of words. This is strange, but true.
Last weekend, the Sunday Times published a drawing by Scarfe showing Benjamin Netanyahu, Israel's prime minister, building a wall with blood-red cement. Between the bricks, crushed in agony, were Palestinians. Above them, Netanyahu glowered, sword-like trowel in hand.