With most communications now electronic, it's an old-fashioned pleasure to have something real drop onto the doormat, especially when it's completely unexpected. The other day I got an envelope full of what Americans call 'broadsheets', A4 sheets folded to a quarter of their size and covered in poetry. About as cheaply-produced as is possible, these excellent artefacts are from Hassle Press, Cornwall, run by a gentleman (unknown to me before) called John Phillips. There's no price on the sheets, but the press can be contacted at 27 Treverbyn Road, St. Ives, Cornwall, TR26 1EZ. There were broadsheets by:
All American, all in a similar vein. They were all new to me except Joseph Massey and, of course, the inimitable Theodore Enslin. All excellent. Thank you John Phillips for making my day.