Former Yorkshire Post writer, Jill Parkin, salutes the paper’s old home, now being demolished

We knew the bulldozers were in, of course, but it was still a shock to us, my father and me, when we drove past the other day. “My bit’s still there, but yours has gone,” he remarked.

The editorial hall of the old Yorkshire Post building on Wellington Street in Leeds was vast, and divided down the middle into two kingdoms: the reflective morning journal of the broad acres and the breathless evening paper of our towns and cities.