I started my working life in the Army as a shorthand writer in the MOD. I was very good at shorthand but a lousy typist. So what did they do? Yes, they put me in the typing pool! We used to have to cut "skins" and mine, covered in pink dots, looked like they should be put into quarantine! We produced reports some of which were as thick as large paperback novels, and the pages had to be run off on a Gestetner machine (gosh they were messy!), laid out in a collating room, hand collated and then bound. We worked shifts, and this work was mostly carried out during the night. It was mind numbing, but we had a lot of laughs. I moved on from there to more interesting things! I always hated electric typewriters, but once I got my hands on a word processor there was no holding me. In my later my job as a practice manager in the nineties I was responsible for sourcing and buying the computers and photocopying machinery for my company. They are now the most amazing machines and how I wish we had had them in the sixties. Like Willow I also wonder how much further office technology has left to go!