By: Ed Amory | The Guardian
When I became a journalist in 1997, I joined a profession rooted in the past. My first job was as assistant editor on the Spectator. I began my day meeting our editor, Frank Johnson, in the local coffee shop, at around 10.30am. He would be reading Le Monde and after a croissant we would make our way into work, where he would open the first bottle of champagne at around midday.
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