Rupert Goodwins Weekend Diary

Oh dear. One of the more pleasant aspects of this job is the steady stream of Stupid Things that turn up in the post from public relations companies and their clients. Nobody's quite sure why they do this, and nobody can ever remember which bits from which companies are supposed to make us think of which products. On my desk as I write this are a cheap pair of sunglasses from HP (or was it Sun?), a plexi-glass-encapsulated Thing from Sony, a multi-coloured hat with rotating propellor on from ITC (who I don't think I've ever heard of), and more clutter. Today, Microsoft sends us all compasses which don't point north. Something to do with Internet Explorer