Still the thrill that it was the day I found you
It’s my great good fortune to be editor of this august magazine as it celebrates its 40th anniversary (40 years! And they said it wouldn’t last!), not least because it’s given me an excuse to go back through the archives for a proper wallow in all the monochrome nostalgia. It’s peculiar, from this remove, to observe a magazine finding its feet and establishing its modus
operandi – and that’s before you take into account the utterly unreconstructed advertising and (of course) the superannuated technology that serves to fix those first issues so completely in time. But what hasn’t changed since the first issue – and this is what, more than anything, makes me proud to have this job – is the determination of this magazine to provide advice that’s contextual, comparative and, above all, trustworthy. So here’s to the next 40 years.