
Peter Preston was a Guardian lifer and personified the Guardian character and values. He was a loner and an outsider.
His first job as editor in 1975 had been to tidy up the loose ends of the still-recent move from Manchester.
In London, the Guardian was perched at the edge of Fleet Street, never quite part of the Club. And that, one sensed, suited Peter fine.
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