CORNISHMAN OFFICE

I used to love going down there and looking at the pictures in the windows. And Horace Edwards had his tobacconist/confectioners across the corner.

In 1960 it was an eye opener to go in there and see how the type was made and cast in lead for the Cornishman print, the sight and smell of those machines beat the hell out of PC's. In S.W.E.B. we were called in if any machine broke down and as a youngster it was fascinating

I remember going past when the press was running, I found it quite exciting to thin that the paper we would have next day was going through those clacking machines.

I can still see the paper being unloaded, imagine a toilet roll, ( I know) and the imagine it so big that you could only get about two on a flatbed lorry, to see this manhandled and then put on the rollers for printing was amazing. Just remember the flatbed lorry also used to reverse down the lane to the side of the offices to unload.

I'm quite accustomed to the large rolls of newsprint as I live near a large paper-mill. Rather harder to imagine in such confined spaces.

To see them reverse between the shop and offices was an experiance. It wasn't until many years later when I got my artic licence that I knew how good those delivery drivers were.