4 May 2012
<-Content yourself with this picture of Queen Victoria.
They are a fine looking bunch of men and women - typesetters, writers, office staff - all arranged around a formidable looking printing press, the women seated, the men standing. There are some spectacular moustaches. Some of them even on the men.
That printing press is, I *think*, still in the building. There was a closed off area that I never ventured into. I think that the presses were too big to remove. And anyway, what would we have done with them? Just board up around them and forget that they're there!
I am unexpectedly overwhelmed by a wave of nostalgia as I look at the earnest faces from so long ago. I had really enjoyed working there. I announce: 'I used to work there. Before you were born, of course.'
Sonshine looks over my shoulder at his printed-out homework: Which one is you then mummy?
And YES, I did make him redo the whole thing because he was looking at WWI and not WW2. Well, after that comment, I had to punish him with something.
Have a great weekend :-)
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