mimeographs: where are they now?...

Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo,
Roneo...

Wherefore art thou, Roneo?....









My very first "proper job, like" was at the BBC (Circulation Publicity Dept.) and stencil copying/duplicating on the already ancient Roneo machine was one of the many unsought-after responsibilities of yours truly, the up and thrusting (ie: spotty) office junior - now, sadly, as ancient as the Roneo was then. These many years later, if I close my eyes, I can still hear the sound of the old Roneo clanking away. Happy days...