Editorial
OCTOBER, the Crier is back, and still beset by computer problems (yes, we've still got Vista), not to mention the apparent ongoing discrimination that out local broadband RASP seems to be conducting solely against us.
RASP users who sent emails to the Crier may have been disappointed in previous months because we ignored them completely. This is because they disappeared completely. We have asked for the situation to be remedied, and we keep hoping!.
Swaffham Prior's Scumbag College, Cambridge were only just pipped at the post in September's Quiz (eventually won by Densa). Unlike (un)Lucky Harry, the editors' team, who successfully fought off strong competition to achieve the unique distinction of bottom place. Celebrations started at the Red Lion apparently, and continued well until the small hours - Lynne Rand and Jenny Brant's Quiz is always an excellent affair, and if you haven't put up a team yet, think about it for next time.
The Crier made an absolute howler in last month's edition, where a quote concerning a recipe for success in life (ignore your wife) was quite wrongly attributed. Many apologies from us: this quote actually came from a long-suffering wife, and readers might like to guess whose wife, although there could be quite a few candidates there..
The Cage Hill Soap Box Challenge is rolling on, but don't forget to get in touch with Tim Doe if you intend to enter - see Letters. Earlier this year, Tim suggested the Crier do something about Hallowe'en, so that trick-or -treaters would only call on willing participants, and we invented a "no pumpkin" notice. But we've been anticipated, by ECDC no less - get your free NO TRICKS NO TREATS notices in this issue. Although why they have to be quite so officious about it (a police notice) is quite beyond us. Trick-or-treaters, your always welcome here!