Confessions of a Norfolk Newshound

Journalism in the 60s and 70s was still a world of epic lunch hours, carbon paper, hot metal and eccentric bosses - and one of camaraderie, dedication and endless hours spent in pursuit of good quarry and copy. Keith Skipper recalls those pre-computer days with sly humour and a sharp ear for rich dialogue. As he says, "time may have spiced up one or two paragraphs - or even erased a few left mouldering in the office wastepaper basket - but they are for the most part honest pages from a souvenir