|Brown Paper Packages
parcel should have gone off this morning but when we got to
the post office a man was standing at the counter with a black
plastic bin bag, producing parcel, after parcel, after parcel,
all of which were also wrapped in black plastic bin bags.
We had allowed ourselves only ten minutes so we couldn't hang
books is a major part of self-publishing: over the last five
or six years I've parcelled up approximately 50,000 booklets
(that's not 50,000 parcels, thank goodness; sometimes they
go out in batches of a thousand at a time) so now I'm pretty
good with the brown craft paper and the tape gun.
I would never send out a book in a black plastic bin bag!
The Print Process
other side of the business is book production and today we're going to
see our printer in Cleckheaton.
There's a milky mist over West Yorkshire as we head out north along the
M1 then west along the M62. After days that gave Barbara and I a touch
of sunstroke it now looks more like autumn, except that the trees are
uniformly a dark, drab green - especially in today's dull overcast light.
an embankment behind the printers' and looking at it you'd hardly think
that you were so near a clogged up motorway (thank goodness that was on
the eastbound carriageway). This steep grassy bank with its clumps of
gorse makes me think of our Dales Way walk. Bird's-foot trefoil
is in flower at the foot of the slope, bringing a touch of colour to the
edge of the car park.
Richard Bell, email@example.com