BY QUENTIN PIGG “You’ve never watched an episode of EastEnders?” my Editor asked. “Never,” I replied. As he supped his lobster bisque, all the time his mouth could not help but form into a schoolboy smirk. “What are you writing about this week, Pigg?” he asked. I need not have answered… * Though technically not a form of torture, EastEnders is as like it as … Continue reading Soapdodger