Mornings are not my best time, especially making the same old journey into London on the Clacton Rattler. It is a balanced judgment whether to catch up on some sleep or read NCE.
This morning I did the professional thing and cracked open the new edition (NCE last week). After ploughing through Terminal Five and insurance premiums, I set upon your review of what is happening in the media world outside engineering.
Everyone else in the carriage was wondering what I was on, when I burst out laughing at the 'Eastenders' write up. You have managed to sum up, in a few words, the sort of decomposing fodder that entertains the vast majority of the British public.
Ian Hynd, ihynd@jacksonrail. co. uk