The Lockwood Echo presses have been trundling on for over two years now. They cough and splutter at the sight of fresh copy, cranking themselves into action only when bribed with a grease-gun. Antiquated and at odds with this complex world, they clunk in time to a long-forgotten beat; steadfast, true, but tired.
You have to recognise when the machinery needs a refit. Lack of maintenance can cost dear. You also have to weigh up whether the overheads and upkeep are worth the price on the contract. Such is the current dilemma here in The Echo’s accounting department.
So.
There now follows a short intermission.
Maybe a long one.
The Editor has requested thanks be extended to all subscribers who have parted with their hard-earned cash thus far.
Ah.
The balance sheet is showing nil in the ‘monies deposited’ column. Might be the crux of the issue here. No heed. Thanks expressed regardless. At least the ‘free’ element may have lowered everyone’s expectations.
The seats will be kept warm for you and, all being well, they’ll have not yet turned off the popcorn machine as you make your way back through the foyer. Wouldn’t want to see anyone stepping out into the autumn cold without a comforting snack. Be sure to wrap up cosy.
That just leaves the task of offering salutations to our global readership.
Please choose from one of the following;
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