One Man's Notes

The life of an Estates Gazette journalist is an isolated one. You sit in splendid, uhh, isolation in Procter Street, and only ever venture to QH for induction and training.

But since I leaped into a Sutton role, my Reed horizons have expanded immeasurably! New York! Dublin! The Strand! Rugby! and now… East Grinstead!

Yes, last Friday I ventured to one of the most remote outposts of the RBI empire, East Grinstead, for meetings with Bankers Almanac and Kellysearch.