Slapping in the tapes is my old supervisor Dave (incidentally one of the finest chaps I have ever known), while my late pal Trevor Davies is in the background.We all look industrious because it was clearly for some sort of promotional film.
And hammering away at the typewriter and doing a bit of the old radio signal research is your author, The Boy Operator, cleanly shaven and sporting an early-90s crime against fashion.
And yes, I do remember this being shot. And yes, I was deliberately trying to look like I knew what I was doing.
And - man - there's nothing like the sound of a typewriter.