please empty your brain below

Well I have to say this is really bad news. It was always the highlight of the day to go down to the newsagent and listen to that demented old Australian Geezer trying to get us to buy his paper instead of the real Geezer. You know the Aussie I mean – the one who’s always telling us to look at the Sky. Perhaps he'll go all modern too.

One thing I’ll really miss is embarrassing my fellow bus passengers when I leer at photos of tube trains on page 3. Will they still be available on the electronic version?

Another thing. Where can I buy a lead long enough to power the Kindle all the way from home to the office?

Heh. I regularly print my *own* DG broadsheet to give to digitally-challenged oldies to read. Maybe I can make money through a Pirate Press.... Hmmmmmmm. My alternate version will have kittens, though.

There was a paper version?

Are you moving behind a paywall?

Actually I prefer to get electronic bills and statements from the likes of utility providers and financial services etc. It's quicker and easier to file and search.

However a few of them haven't yet mastered the art of simply providing a pdf version of what they send out in paper. So I am still reduced in some cases to having a paper statement sent through the mail, then scanning it and shredding it. What a waste of time and money :(

Even us oldies need to be prepared to make changes in this digital age. Go on then, bring it on.

I must warn you in advance however that I will at some point be putting my DG hard copies up for auction on ebay, they'll be sure to fetch a fortune.

Cxx

Oh. Now I'll need to delve into the depths of my paper-shredding machine to re-assemble all the recent hard copy blogs you kindly provided. I need to preserve them for posterity (and profit) -all those hard words so well minced for the festive season. Please keep up the good cookery in soft-copy form to help maintain us all for an Interesting New Year - for which, the very Best Wishes to you.

Well so be it, we shall go our separate ways. You won't catch me using one of those infernal computer things.

I assume the audiobook version will continue?

If you dare stop the braille edition I'll take you to the Human Rights Commission!

Will you still be providing the cassette version, DG?

And the paperback Annual? Is nothing sacred?

folding it up and putting it into your pocket *now* is impossible. give it another 10 to 20 years, and the sort of thing will be happening...

My heart skipped several beats when I starting reading the first line! I'm not sure my dicky ticker can cope with any more shocks like this!

Well that just sucks. Now what am I supposed to use when I get caught short??? Your paper version was the softest and most absorbent of all the blogs I read.

How dare you. Typical modern business, not like you used to be.

I have been a loyal subscriber to your print edition for several years and now you want *me* to pay postage both ways to ask you for a pro-rata refund? I'll bet you ask me to "please allow 28 days" for my refund cheque to arrive as well.

Don't worry readers.
Here at the Ironic Press we will be pirating the site and producing copies for you all.
Prices on application.

Far too much sherry has been imbibed in these quarters methinks...

I think DG needs to be rubbed down with a warm kitten.

Whilst my association with the City of Tamworth of the colony of New South Wales has provided me with a close acquaintance with the concept of Electricity for use in lighting, both in the home and and the street, thereby replacing the Products originally marketed by Mr Samuel Clegg and his Gas Lighting and Coke Company, I fear that the concept of providing the motivation to the components of an Electronic Device by the use of said Electric Light may prove difficult to for some of your subscribers to grasp.

A further disadvantage that I must touch on, despite it's delicate nature; Being resident in the aforementioned colony (where I fear my sensibilities as to the discussion of such things may have been dulled when compared to my halcyon days as a London Socialite) with the associated occasional shortages of the finer things in life, I fear that without regular supplies of your publication in 'hard-copy' (a portmanteau word, the etymology of which I will elucidate upon on a later occasion, when time and season permit), certain parts of my Postprandial toilette (involving disposition, if one were of a certain cruder disposition, of one's own 'hard-copy') will acquire a certain discomfort, the like of which those, such as your humble self, who have never been subjected to the tribulations of life in the remoter of HM Colonies, could not imagine.

In short, Sir, we need your Paper;
We earnestly Pray and Beseech you, Do Not Let Us Go Short.

Written and Dispatched upon the last Day of December,
the Year of Our Lord, Two Thousand and Ten.
Your humble servant &tc











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