Letter from the i editor: A truly happy birthday
Let’s start at the end. This column advocates responsible drinking.
However, i’s birthday party night out in Birmingham – which ended up at a London club in the wee small hours wherein our two youngest colleagues failed to last the pace of their elders – was even more enjoyable for a little irresponsible drinking. Without it, I doubt very much that i’s most dapper staffer would have revealed a surprising ability to sing The Pogues’ Fairytale of New York to his tired and rather emotional i colleagues.
OK, it was the quiet carriage, but nobody used their mobiles — other than to take pictures. And those other three gents were happy – they received a free upgrade to first class from a charming and patient Virgin ticket man, who is now assuredly an i convert.
Although the journey home was one of the more enjoyable train rides, i’s gang had been reluctant to leave the lovely Ikon Gallery. It was truly a happy birthday party in which a dozen i staff mingled with readers who had come from as far away as Sheffield! Thanks to the staff at Ikon and i’s Hannah Nicholls, who organised the event. I am no longer surprised by your loyalty and enthusiasm towards our young brand, but nor do I take it for granted. Tomorrow: what I learnt from the i party other than Hamish McRae is a God, and that unlucky aspiring student writers might be more generous of spirit than their cartoonist equivalents.
And so to the start: on the train north, gallant i hacks learnt that in future they should really check, before offering up seats, that those crutches are not in fact stilts used as props by a Coventry students’ modern dance troupe – alongside their anvil-grinders!
Next stop: Manchester.
Subscribe to Independent Premium to bookmark this article
Want to bookmark your favourite articles and stories to read or reference later? Start your Independent Premium subscription today.
Join our commenting forum
Join thought-provoking conversations, follow other Independent readers and see their replies