OOPS! APOLOGY


| November/December 1971



Iron-Men Album Staff

(The following is a letter from an English gentle man read on, you'll see).

'I have just received from you the March-April edition of your wonderful journal, which as I have said before we have nothing like it on this side of the 'pond'. Long may you continue. Its contents I could write about at length, but what pleases me most of all is that you capture the atmosphere we all felt who worked in the country throughout the year with threshing, ploughing, tree hauling and sawing with our engines. Its all very wonderful! Except perhaps that awful violet colour on your cover. It should be the green of the fields, the woods, meadows and clover leys. (Green is on May-June Sir).

I was tickled pink to find you had printed a picture of my model threshing set I sent you last year, but puzzled by the legend under it making no mention that it came from England, actually Bloxham Steam Rally 1970. Worse still is the fact you stated Courtesy of Virgil Jansen of Illinois. For the copyright of that picture is mine, I hold the negative and I am at a loss how the above gentleman came to have a copy of that picture as I have had no correspondence with him, and you are the person I sent the picture to last year with all the details. I hope it is all just one of those errors which occur from time to time in the best of organized printing houses, (IT IS) because infringement of copyright is a serious offense over here. However, perhaps you could put the name right in a future issue, or offer some explanation, because I am really puzzled.

I pass on your journal to many of my old steam driver pals, who although a little puzzled at first by the different names you have for the same machinery as we used, soon get the hang of it and eagerly await the next issue. I am sure Mr. R. L. Johnson wherever he may be will never know how much my many old friends unable to afford to buy your magazine out of their meager pension, appreciate what his gift subscription means, not only to me, but many others besides.

To show the lack of communication which exists over here because we have nothing like Iron-Men, in a previous issue was a fascinating account of Roth-well Fair, near Kettering, England sent in by a certain Stanley White of Kettering. You may hardly believe it but for eight years I lived at Banbury which is only twenty miles from Kettering. I never knew of the quaint customs and procedures of ushering in Rothwell Fair. It had to come via your journal over a thousand miles away. Thus your fame spreads afar.