SARAH MAPLE'S ANNIVERSARY TITS

By Alex

It's the 40th anniversary of Page 3 today, so I hope you're planning to pick up a copy of the Sun. After all, it's been a fabulous 40 years: tits alongside weird Hillsborough accusations; norks rubbing up against exposés about immigrants stealing from the Queen; boobs bouncing next door to lighthearted accusations of insanity thrown at Frank Bruno. It's been a real fab time for breasts. If you do go and buy a copy of the Sun today, it's possible that if you're very lucky you'll find Sarah Maple's face smiling benignly at you from above her plastic titties. This morning the artist and 50 of her buddies were out slipping these pictures into copies of the Sun in a Crass-like protest of two score years of perky objectification. Now, Maple, start returning my calls so we can do a proper interview with you rather than our curt emails, please.