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Lights go out at Personal Computer World

TO THE CLACHAN in Kingly Street to attend the wake of British magazine Personal Computer World (PCW).

Practically every hack that worked for the mag over the years was there – Guy Kewney, Simon Crisp, Barry Fox, Manek Dubash, Clive Akass – heck the packed gig was full of people and I was there because I gigged as a freelance for PCW in the early 1990s.

The magazine was a real force to be reckoned with for many years, and it’s a shame to see a fine publication go.  It’s another example of the schizzy problem big publishers have – they know that online is the way to go but are fettered with existing paper publications with all the overheads, including distribution and printing, that go with that.

It was great to see some familiar faces again, and I wish all the guys the best in the future.  The magazine was latterly owned by Incisive – that company bought the assets of VNU UK, the publishers that bought theinquirer.net from me a few years ago.

* Guy Kewney said Peter Jackson tipped up. I missed him. I don’t think Felix Dennis, the founder of PCW who has a gaff on Kingly Street managed to make it. He was on the flannel panel until the end.

Guy Kewney spins conspiracy theory about INQster

AN INQUISITIVE Guy Kewney wants to know what I’m up to and can’t wait to find out. All he needs to do is give me a bell and I’d tell him – we’ve known each other for a long time.

Guy has decided to think the INQster is flattering me as a way of fending off competition in the future. Which assumes that I’m launching Rogister III. Which I’m not.

Guy said he’d talked to “a nervous sounding Inqling” – most probably Paul Hales of that yard, who told me yesterday he’d had a weird phone call from the Kewnster suggesting there were coded messages passing between the INQ and this Volesoft bog.

Heck, I’m still writing stuff for the INQster and for Fudzilla for that matter, and for CPU Magazine in the States.  Here there be no mysteries.

Curiously, I first met Paul Hales on a boat in Marlow along with a geezer called John Barnes when they were both editorial assistants. When I left Incisive at the end of February, my boss was John Barnes and Halesie was my deputy dawg.

If Guy had tipped up to the INQ’s seventh birthday party, I’d have been happy to chat to him about my plans – every other hack and hackette there asked me.  Even AMD and Intel know what I’m up to. They just don’t know what shape it will take, or when it will happen.

Heck, even the management at Incisive Media know what I’m up to. I told them way back when.

Even I’ve got a fair idea what I’m up to, it has to be said.  ♥

BOGGARD Guy’s bog is here.