Jorn‘s just linked to the very funny Verity Stob journals, so I guess I can now. Verity was my first boss, actually – we both worked on or near a magazine called .EXE in the early Nineties. One of my proudest claims is that I’m the annoying new office boy who sets fire to a UNIX box in one of the earlier columns. The girl Adrian Mole should have married, if life were kinder to him, and even crueller to Verity.
Currently:
all hail verity