Thursday, 26 March 2009
It's a good thing we've each got our own supplies of tea, milk, sugar, and biscuits. The Sideburn office is 1257 miles long, 994 miles wide on the east face, and 447 to the north. Earlier this century we sacked the courier pigeons that had some aerodynamic issues with the CDs, and employed a team of Polish courier rats that Mick Phillips headhunted from the Motorcycle News dispatch department. The printer would send over a small box in which the highly-trained white rats, would hastily reassamble the pages using metal type and wooden blocks. Then you'd write down the corrections on small bits of paper and pop it in little hollow cylinders that the rats had dangling round their necks. It was a marvellous way of working, but union action put paid to all that in the early 1990s. Now we're just getting to terms with the interweb and electronic mail.