A quick rub down with an oily rag

      I had just finished the printing of the last linocut for my limited edition book on the 'Jack Russell Terrier' when the urge to clean up the printing press came over me, a bit of a 'road to Damascus experience' you could say.
      Now the press is sitting there with its black work shining and the brass plate gleaming, restored to its full Victorian splendour and just waiting for the start of the next set of projects. These projects will be the second volume of the terrier book and more prints of the West Norfolk landscape, plus who knows what else.
      When the first book has been bound it will appear on the Two Terriers first of all. Could this be the start of a private press movement in West Norfolk?