Ant's Scientology Story Part VII

First Saint Hill Staff Years

From 1964 to 1968 I worked at Saint Hill Manor, East Grinstead, England. The staff grew from about ten Scientologists on staff when I started, to about 150 when I was moved to Edinburgh. This installment deals with the times I worked with (or was on leave from) the Saint Hill organisation: August 1964 to Dec 31st 1967.

The Scientology staff when I arrived consisted of three (I think) Saint Hill Briefing Course supervisors (probably Fred Hare, Herbie Parkhouse and Reg Sharpe), a receptionist (Monica Quirino, I think), a registrar (Mary Long, who found me accommodation), Ron's International Organization communicator, Linda Nusbaum from South Africa (in whose rented house I had a room), Roger Biddel (who did the tape recording - he had made a coloured tone scale, for which he was awarded a professional course), Edgar Watson (doing book publishing and sales, as far as I know), and Ken Urquhart, Ron's butler. I was replacing an American, Joe Breedon, who returned to the States, and I handled Central Files and Addresso.

There were other staff, who, as far as I knew, had nothing to do with Scientology: Mrs. Thrup, Ron's personal secretary, Mrs. Foster, housekeeper (may have come later), Bonwick, the chauffeur, who drove the staff into town, East Grinstead, every lunch time (we had an hour for lunch, normal in Britain at that time and we ate in a restaurant) and back again, and some gardeners (I suppose, I don't remember them).

We had a part-time Mimeo typist, Joan Watson, (the initials "jw" at the bottom of Bulletins and Policy Letters of that time). When she and I came in to work in the morning, (we worked in the same basement room), Ken Urquhart (I presume) had placed a pile of hand written (in green and red ballpoint) sheets of paper on her desk - handwritten by Ron the previous night, I was impressed.. She worked through the morning typing and running off stencils from them and went home at lunch time. I was curious as to how much of the substance of these marvelous things Ron was writing she understood. I asked her - she understood not a word. She was a good, fast transcription typist. The words went through her head and fingers and onto stencils and then paper and she did not get anything of the ideas; a very accurate robot (and a pleasant person). The items which Ron had marked "remimeo", she typed directly on paper, and then made stencils from the paper. We had a machine with a rotating cylinder with the typed paper on one half and a special stencil on the other. The typed letters were burned electronically onto the stencil. A number of stencils were made, one for each organisation, and sent daily (with three copies of items marked "non-remimeo") to each organisation. All that work Joan did in the mornings.

That seems to make eight Scientologists, plus me and Ken. As far as I know the eight (or most of them) stayed behind after working hours because that was the time you could get to talk to Ron. I did not. I was far too shy and self-effacing for that. I had "inherited" from Joe Breedon, what was called a hat, which mainly consisted of Policy Letters Ron had written, and I went home at 5.30 P.M. (We worked shorter hours than I did in a shop in London, and I got more pay) and joyously read all these "green on white" (Policy Letters), which Ron had written since I left London staff in 1959.  Later I had to come in and study Policy in a course room every evening. It was hell, in that I was falling asleep all the time and could not get through the checksheet.

I do not remember much of the work.  Previously I had done a fortnight's holiday replacement at the London Org(anisation) Addresso.  At Saint Hill at that time we used the same Addressograph system.  Remember this was long before computers were used for that sort of thing.  I had a machine which (very noisily) embossed names and addresses on lead plates, letter by letter, I working a typewriter type keyboard. There was also a system for marking whether the person was a book buyer, meter buyer, what classification, which had to be kept up-to-date, so that all invoices went through Addresso to make sure whatever was bought or achieved was on the addresso plates.  This was so special mailings could go out to book buyers, for example, but I do not recall that ever being done.

Saint Hill Manor's customers 1964

Perhaps more recent Scientologists may wonder about the few Scientology staff of Saint Hill Manor in late 1964 that I give.  They maybe think of Saint Hill as something very big.  One should remember here that Saint Hill at that time had very few "customers". They consisted solely of other Scientology organizations (we were "top dog"), and Linda Nusbaum handled them in conjunction with Ron. There were trained auditors, who came for the Briefing Course, and there were about four people to handle them (plus Ron lecturing and, I suppose, supervising the supervisors). There was the production of books, tapes and meters, and Roger Bidell and Edgar Watson handled that. That was it. Nobody who was untrained would come to Saint Hill. 

At some point, I forget when, Ron introduced uniforms to Saint Hill.  It would have been when the Seven Division Org Board was in action, for some uniforms had an HCO badge, where is said "Bring Order", and others had a HASI badge, where it said "A Civilization Can Survive". A tailor came to the Manor and measured us. We all got a blazer, and I think both men and women got a tie (green and gold, Scientology colors). The men got two pairs of grey flannel trousers, and the women, I presume two grey skirts. I felt the staff generally were not sympathetic to the idea of a uniform, and tended not to wear the uniform, but I was totally enthusiastic.

Leadership Survey

About the time when Ron was working on Power Processing, he (or someone) developed Leadership Surveys, which was a simple questionnaire with about 30 questions with yes/no type answers. They were supposed to reveal one's ability to spot the source of problems. What I remember is that Mary Sue (Ron's wife) got the highest score, and I got the next highest.

Franchise Secretary
If you were a trained auditor, apart from coming to the Briefing Course, your terminal was the local organisation, with the one exception that if you wanted a comm line to Saint Hill, you became a Franchise auditor (or Group).  For that you paid 10% of your income from auditing and running groups, you had a direct comm line with the Franchise Secretary at Saint Hill, and received some small something from Saint Hill every week.  I had been a Franchise Holder, and was very glad for that regular bit of Scientology coming through the letter box.  The amount I earned from auditing was pitiable, and ten percents very rarely came to Saint Hill from me. The experience gave me a strong reality on being a lone Scientologist, with a poor communication level, and the value in that situation of the weekly dose of theta from Ron.

At a certain point in 1964 I became part-time Franchise Secretary; I can't remember whom I took it over from, and how the rest of my work was handled. Basically the job involved two things: communicating individually with Franchise Holders, and sending out the weekly Bulletin from Ron.

I had my own little office in the basement, and an office typewriter, a stout machine, and this was before electric typewriters were common. I received weekly reports from Franchise Holders (though not many sent in weekly), and letters and replied to them with this "heavy" typewriter.  Sometimes the mass of the typewriter got me down, and I put it to one side for a few days and answered letters by hand. Carbon copies were made and kept in Central Files.

Once a week we sent a mailing out to Franchise Holders; a Bulletin by Ron. Normally Ron wrote  on one of his Bulletins every week (in the distribution corner, left hand top) "Franchise",  and Joan Watson, when she saw this, printed off extra copies for the Franchise Holders, and saw that they were sent off.  A few times Ron forgot, and I somehow got an extra Bulletin out of him. I was very glad to be on staff, especially with the possibility of reading nearly all that Ron wrote. I had enherited, when I came on Saint Hill staff, a "hat" which consisted of many policy letters and Bulletins which Ron had written, especially those I had missed since I stopped being a staff member in 1959. While other Scn staff members tended to stay behind in the evening with the hope of seeing Ron, I went home and read Ron.  With the new things that came out, I especially held an eye open for the word "Franchise" in the top left hand corner.  On the 7th February, 1965, one came through marked for distribution to all sorts of people but not marked for Franchise. That surprised me. One week in May no issue for Franchise came through from Ron. So I sent him a dispatch, (the dispatch lines to Ron were fairly open then), asking for his approval to send that Policy letter out to Franchise. He Okayed it. I was a stickler for getting things right, so I got Joan Watson to type on the distribution list on the left hand corner "Franchise (issued May 1965)", which may have been a puzzle to the many who had to get starrated checkout on the Policy. It was the one that was near the beginning of every Scientology Course Checksheet for a long period entitled "Keeping Scientology Working".

At a certain point Ron was trying to figure out a way of making more money for Saint Hill, and worked on various kinds of memberships. Then he looked at the various income sources for Saint Hill, and found that the Franchise income was fairly good (it was something I never thought of), and then he put me full time onto the Franchise post.

Chaotic seems to describe my memory of my time at Saint Hill Manor.  I can remember all the hats (posts) I had over the years, but dates and connection with other events leaves me floored.  This could reflect high randomity (giving a feeling of chaos) as Saint Hill grew very fast. Or maybe the leadership was not as superb as we supposed. Take this article to be my subjective reality.

One thing I cannot place is my Ethics Hearing.  It must have been when the Seven Division Org Board existed;  when I arrived at Saint Hill there was no sign of Ethics, either for staff or students. I cannot recall what job I had at the time this happened. For some misdemenour I cannot recall, I was called in for a Court of Ethics.  This was an affair between the Ethics Officer (in this case Felice Green) and the "victim" (in this case me). A one to one meeting (not like a Commitee of Evidence)  I was somewhat scared - that sort of thing had not happened before, but Felice informed me there was nothing to worry about, and the findings of this one-man court would be issued in a few days.  When they were issued, I found that I had been suspended from staff without pay and also without any way to get back on staff. What was I to live off for an unknown period? I understand that two or three staff members who had Ron's ear, brought it to his attention, and the thing was canceled.

Ron on holiday
I think it was about January 1965, (when I had been on staff about four months) that we heard that Ron and Mary Sue were taking a holiday together. I believe this was when they went to East Atlantic Islands, and Ron did the research leading to OT III.  There was quite a bit of talk about his taking a holiday, of the admiring kind: Ron was taking his first well earned holiday, was not that nice for him after all his hard work for us. Those of us who wrote letters, were accustomed to writing friendly, ARC letters, mentioning what was going on at Saint Hill in the hope that a reality on the place would get them to come, and of course, we mentioned that Ron was on holiday, and wasn't it good that our hero (or guru) was taking a well-earned holiday. The result of that was that people decided not to come to Saint Hill for their Briefing Course at that time, and the income went down, leaving Ron with a bit of a financial problem when he came back. The result of that was a policy where it was forbidden to announce that Ron was away.

Previous to Ron's leaving, he signed all replies to people who wrote to him.  For Franchise holders, their letter to Ron came to me, I typed an answer, and sent it to Ron for signing (other peoples letters were sent to their local HCO Secretary, who made a reply and sent it to Saint Hill for Ron to sign.  Because he was going away, a rubber stamp was made with his signature and the (still few) staff speculated as to whether people would realise it was a rubber stamp.

While he was away he wrote few Policy Letters and Bulletins. Those he did write came through as usual handwritten with ball pen, but through the post.  One came through, three to five pages, which ended up with five categories, all of which he described as trash.  I was still working in the basement with Joan Watson (I think, at any rate I was there for this), and Joan was most impressed when a note came through from Ron, saying we were to alter the last paragraph, adding "except  personnel" so it now read "... all of these, except personnel, are trash."  The feeling was "what a great man to remember such a small detail while on holiday".

Hubbard family private life.
I worked alone in the basement with Joan Watson.  She was only there in the morning, so I was alone in the afternoon (I went home at 5.30 P.M.), trying to handle the inflow of letters from Franchise Holders. One afternoon I had an irritating visitor.  It was Ron's son, Arthur. Red-haired Arthur Hubbard, was at that time, I suppose, about 6 or 7 years old. The room was reasonably large for one man working alone, and there was some sort of arrangement of cupboards or something in which he could hide, and then jump out at me. I, as usual, felt I had an enormous amount of work to do, and got disturbed by the boss's son jumping out at me, and I felt powerless to handle.  After about an hour of that, he went away

But generally we had nothing to do with Ron's family, or indeed with Ron.  I understood there was an outdoor swimming pool the children used, but I never saw it. We understood that the children went to a private school, and that Ron spent some time with the children every afternoon.

In those days it was common for firms to be on the public telephone system, but also to have a separate internal telephone system.  We had one such, with about ten phones one could reach by pressing one of the little green buttons.  I used it very rarely since my job was answering letters.  However, I had occasion to use it one morning, but must have pressed the wrong button.  A sleepy voice answered "Ron" (I think). I was confused, did not know who it was, and said (I suppose) "Pardon", and got a sleepy answer that it was Ron, and I had woken him up. I was covered in confusion and guilt - I had woken Ron!

Ron off policy
During my time as Franchise Secretary, Ron wrote a policy letter saying that an executive could not change a staff member's post without the staff member's agreement. A little later, he issued an order transferring me to another post, and making Reg Sharpe the Franchise Secretary. I did not want to change post.  The comm line I had with Franchise Holders suited me, and I saw no reason to change.  (I do not think a reason for the change was given).  I therefore sent Ron a short (and no doubt polite) dispatch, saying that I did not agree to my change in post and therefore it was off policy. I probably got some sort of an acknowledgment. What he did do was issue a short Saint Hill Ed (Executive Directive) which said that Antony Phillips was assigned to full-time study on Level VI of the Briefing Course, and Power Processing when available.

This could be regarded as a marvelously beneficent act. Since I was nominally Grade VI (Honorary Grade VI - I had not done the grades, since the Gradation Chart came out after I had a deal of auditing) and my next steps were Power, and then Clearing Course. At that time one needed to complete the Briefing Course and be Class VI in order to solo audit the Clearing Course.

So I went on to full-time day time study.  As far as I remember, there was no training activity in the evening yet. There was one snag though.  To go on the Class VI part of the Briefing Course one had to be Class IV, which meant really that one had done the lower levels of the Briefing Course.  So just landing on top did not seem right to me.  (I was in fact an Honorary Class IV, a certificate issued on request to all who had had training before the Gradation and Classification Chart came out, to those who had had any sort of training, and making it "legal" for them to audit on the things they had been trained on).  So I wrote another note to Ron pointing out that it was not OK.  I got a courteous reply from Ron saying not to worry, and almost immediately I got a dispatch on grey paper (Quals' flash color) with the following message dated 14/6/65: "Dear Antony: You are hereby [Honorary] Class V by order of L.R.H.  Jim Skelton". Jim was Deputy Director of Exams. So no more fuss from me.  I got down to doing Level VI of the Briefing Course!

Top end of Briefing Course and Power.

So I buckled down full-time to the Briefing Course which at that time concerned itself with GPMs (Goals Problems Masses).  GPMs supposedly consisted of a number of RIs (Reliable Items), opposed to each other, and in a sequence.  One of the exercises (which I passed somehow) was to make a line plot, (a sequence of how a GPM was put together, with opposing items leading to a sort of reverse; see more full literature of the subject) using colors (so as not to be restimulative, example might be "to fight blueness"). We also had to make very large clay models both of a complete GPM, and of a very large Reliable Item (the RI's I made were about 7 cms in diameter).  In the beginning we had to do both 25 times. We  were told that we would experience heat in doing this, and I did experience heat which would have proved that such things existed. To this day I don't really have more direct proof.

Power Processing was new. There were auditors being trained to audit Power Processing, ostensibly to go back to their own orgs in different countries in the world, and deliver Power to the staff there, but most of those auditors violated their contract with their org, who had paid their expenses for a long Briefing Course and Power Internship, and instead of going back to the org that had paid their expenses, signed a staff contract with Saint Hill. I do not remember how many there were, but now there were people coming from abroad to Saint Hill just to get Power Processing paying high prices for it, a thing unheard of before, and there was a waiting list for people like me (staff members not paying the very high price for Power), so I had to wait for my Power processing.  And by the time an auditor was free to handle me, I was ready for the practical part of the Briefing Course, and it was not OK to do the practical part and receive Power Processing at the same time.  I had my own solution to this problem, and while getting a single Power session a day (each session was c/sed by Ron, probably at night), I buckled down to studying the theory of the rest of the Briefing Course (levels 0 to IV) still studying while on full pay.

Sept 2 2013. On a thread on the Ex Scintology Message Board, I sent a link to this, and someone (Hatshepsut) appeared to have misunderstood (at appears to have misunderstood the above paragrapgh. Just to make sure I am not misunderstood.  The following is what I wrote:

Hatshepsut's entry above (quoting a bit of my Scientology Story at (under heading Top end of Briefing Course and Power) could give the impression that I suffered some sort of trauma. Though it is off this threads topic, I would like to make it a little clearer (I ought to rewrite what Hatsheput read).

I was staff, ordered to processing by Ron, and got it for free. In those conditions paying preclears, some of whom had flown to Saint Hill from distant places, got first priority, and I had to wait quite a while before my auditing was started. What happened under the first auditor was that one night I woke with some sort of a pain (trying to recall, I think it was stomach area, where I had had my appendix removed at the age of ten, but, hazy memory, it might have been a headache). Half awake, I took a single aspirin (a mild pain killer not requiring doctor's prescription). I then went to sleep almost immediately and had no further pain afterwards. I felt a bit guilty about taking a "drug" (Scientologists were a little paranoiac over medical handling those days) so I told my auditor. The auditor responded by reprimanding me for taking a drug, and went on with the session. I went on getting Power Processing with three more auditors. I presume now that they were bypassing floating needles, as floating needle was not the End Phenomenon required. One day with the fourth auditor, Phil Petsonk, there was some sort of lull in the auditing (I think he was doing some admin) I casually thought about the past auditing, and remembered that slight pain in the night and the aspirin, and had the idea that the incident, rather than being a terrible wrong thing to do, possibly affecting the auditing, might have been (the pain) caused by the auditing. I told Phil. I can't remember exactly what happened, but he ended the session, and I was a power release. All though I have had oceans of auditing, I do not remember any significant bad effects (apart from two times I stopped an OT III solo session too soon, and got crashing headaches which keyed out within 12 hours).

Ron was c/sing. It was early days of Power. I suspect, with later knowledge, that he would have sent the first auditor to cramming, but that is something the preclear (me) would not be informed about. It could be that what I experienced in the middle of the night was what was called a "revivification". I am not trained in Power Processing so I would not know (and I can't say I am particularly interested!).

I guess Ron had forgotten that I was on fully-paid training, ostensibly on paid leave.  He could not have forgotten me, as he was c/sing my folder daily. Some of the staff had not forgotten that I was enjoying training while on full pay, while they were sweating away.  I think someone brought it to Ron's notice, and I was assigned a post in the now speedily expanding Saint Hill Organisation, while still getting auditing, which went on and on, in that I actually had four different auditors for my Power.  With the last one I had a thought while in session. Under the first auditor I had taken an aspirin (pain killer) in the middle of the night, because I got a pain, and when I told the auditor next day, I got told off by the auditor. Now I wondered whether something in the auditing had caused the pain (rather than my doing a terrible thing to derail my auditing). I guess the TA shot down when I told my fourth Power Processing Auditor, for the auditor, Phil Petsonk, ended the session and that was the end of my Power processing.

Later they introduced Power Plus, and I got that for free also. After I got Power Processing, they introduced a Policy that to have free Power Processing as a staff member you had to sign a 2½ year contract. I had no contract.  I had got my processing without that, but someone "insisted" that I sign a contract, which I did, though feeling that it was not really OK.

Director of RAP
Meanwhile, back in the Saint Hill org, things had been expanding fast. The Seven Division Org Board had been introduced, which was built for expansion, new staff were coming in, building was going on. There was activity.  I was made Director of Department One, in the 21-Department Org.  Sounded grand.  I was Director of Routing, Appearances, and Personnel. I had under me a Receptionist (I think Sylvia Hunter), a Personnel Procurement Officer (Simone Lawrence), and an HCO Courier (Budge Law).  Everything else was me.  Appearances was having the org tidy, and posh labels on doors.  For this I was given a box of letters, and told that this was Ron's own property, used for doing titles for films, and I must be very careful with it. 

I was also responsible for the Org Board, and as Personnel Officer, for "everyone" on staff, even in other divisions. People were constantly changing posts, which meant I had to change them on the large seven division Org Board.  I got behind with that, and so, exceptionally, I came in one Saturday morning to bring it up-to-date. I was alone, in quietness -- quite unusual, compared with ordinary work -- in the reception room where the Org Board was. I was completely alone, when who should come in the door but Ron.  He was friendly, talked to me about the Org Board, and about my work as Personnel Officer.  I said that it was rather hard for me, in my position as Personnel Officer, to have control over a Secretary's staff (Secretaries being two levels higher than Officer) and suggested that HCO Division be placed half an inch higher than the other divisions. He agreed with that and told me to write a Policy Letter on this, and added the Qual Division should also be higher.  He talked a bit about the Org Board and then stopped talking, while looking very intensely at the Awareness Levels for Qual Division. I felt deep concentration, thought, mental wheels "whirring", and after a little while he pointed to an awareness level, saying it should be something else, and I was to write it up in the Policy Letter. He left, me not having got much further with the Org Board, and a day or so later (13th February 1966), he wrote a policy entitled Personnel Control Officer.  It is in my OEC Book (Green Volume II on page 96), and I doubt if it has ever been enforced - it is rather bureaucratic, but at the time I was impressed, since it was obviously his thinking as a result of the talk he had with me.

In the HCO Division I was one of three Department heads, and we were led by the HCO Area Secretary, Sheena Fairchild.  We met once a week in what was called Ad Comm (Advisory Committee) in a little room by the side of the Monkey Room, normally devoted to ethics interviews. These were pleasant meetings, until one dark day, when Ron issued a Policy Letter saying that every staff member was to have a statistic, AdComm was to assign a condition on each of its staff members every week, and that condition was to be based solely on his or her statistic.  From that time on, the weekly AdComm meetings became a pain in the neck.

At one point a special order came through. I was to recruit private investigators. (Horror of horrors - me!!! I knew nothing of the area). Somehow at least two were recruited. One a very decent, upright person, who talked to me like an equal about the event I am about to report. The other went off taking a rather incriminating secret Executive Directive written by Ron to the world's worst newspaper (my ignorant opinion), News of the World. News of the World printed a disparaging report on Scientology, and sent a couple of reporters down, who came in to the Manor, and Reg Sharpe, (I think) and another, ordered them off the premises, and out of the house.  I was involved in a rather unseemly attempt to get them out of the grounds, where they were running around taking photos of us chasing them and generally having great fun at our expense!

Routing was the nightmare.  Ron suddenly wanted routing forms for the whole org for all sorts of different activities where preclears or students went from one place to another .  There was a Tech Page in the Technical Division, Maria Trelawney, later changed name to Maria Maloney, who had to go round with students and preclears every time they went from one place to another (various functions were spread around, and difficult for a newcomer to find - and nobody was allowed to carry their preclear folder himself/herself, or even walk around without an escort when "on lines"). The HCO Courier had to go around with the people when they got an award, such as a Grade Certificate or a Classification.  It was absolutely forbidden for someone to find his/her own way.

And there were no routing forms. And it was my job to make them. My senior, the HCO Area Secretary (Sheena Fairchild), kept pushing me on this - Ron wanted them now, where were they? Etc. I sat at my desk trying to do them, and people continually came to me at my desk, and I made no progress.

I found the solution.  Down in the basement there was a large boiler. There was also cramped space beside the boiler. So when I came in one morning, I went down and sat by the boiler, and worked on these wretched routing forms. So far as I remember no one had told me how to make a routing form. I just guessed at what Ron wanted. There were loads of these "routes". Student to Ethics. Pc to Accounts to pay for more auditing. Preclear to Declare (when declared, our, or my, HCO Courier took them proudly along lines to get the certificate signed and accounts to check they had paid, congratulated here and there, and I don't know what).  The principle seemed to be you could not go from one place to another without a routing form and a page or courier accompanying you.

While this was going on the dark clouds were looming for Simone and me, but I was so distracted that I did not notice  the danger signs. We had a Committee of Evidence. We were not recruiting enough new staff members.  I took all this very seriously, felt guilty, and ashamed.

So I was removed from post, and given the job of Mimeo (duplicating).  I had some three thousand stencils (1000 Bulletins, Policy Letters and other things, 99% by Ron). A mimeo machine (Roneo was the type Ron had chosen long ago, because it was easy to change colour). Earlier when I lived at Swiss Cottage, London, I had a Gestner duplicating machine which I had used to make a list of local auditors and a few other things.

At Saint Hill there was still an LRH Mimeo, Joan Watson's former post, who handled new issues from Ron.  As Mimeo I was responsible for providing to staff and the Briefing Course all the issues, particularly Bulletins and Policy Letters they needed - single handedly. This was about five years before printed books of Policy and Bulletins were made.  My predecessor(s) must have been pretty hard pressed, and perhaps badly trained, for the stencils for these approximately one thousand issues were no longer filed in any order. There were ten or twelve large metal chests where these stencils should have been in date order. And they were not in any order!

This caused a problem on the Briefing Course, where one was required to study all technical material, largely Bulletins and Policy Letters. Briefing Course students had a very long check sheet of items they had to study.  Since some materials could not be obtained from Mimeo, people were being allowed to graduate from the Course with items on the Checksheet marked "Not available".

And on the Briefing course their Tech Services, Maria Maloney, was also in trouble, because she could not provide the materials. Both our posts were in danger. Because we were in widely different places on the Org Board, it took some one very senior to put us both in Danger and bypass us (in accordance with the policy that had come out on such matters). This was done by Ken Delderfield, who was LRH Communicator for Saint Hill. He did a fantastic job of getting the thing handled.  He offered both of us as much volunteer help as we could take.  I refused, fearing the mess willing but inexperienced people could cause, and I managed, somehow, to get the things in order myself, and send to Tech the Bulletins they wanted. It was a whale of a job, and gave Ken a very thorough reality of having 1,000 issues, and more to come, only available as stencils, and it was he that later organised the production of the first Green and Red Volumes, in Copenhagen. Amongst the mess of unfinished things I found when I took over Mimeo, I found the Policy Letter Ron had told me to write. Somehow it had got to mimeo, and stuck there. I sent it off again, and somehow got a rather reluctant Mary Sue to approve it. (Could she be sure Ron had said that to me?).

After this there was a period when I was pretty busy (still only working regular hours).  There was a body called "Financial Planning" that met once a month.  People who wanted things from Mimeo, and these included items to be duplicated and sent out to Franchise, or other things, had to get Financial Planning to approve them. And once a month I got from Financial Planning a big pack of work which would take me about a month.

I also looked into the matter of offset printing, and prepared what was called a CSW (stands for Completed Staff Work) suggesting we purchase a small offset printing machine (from Gestetner), and giving "all the data".  This was approved, apparently by Mary Sue praising the CSW, which took me a lot of time. The machine was purchased, and I was given a week's training at Gestetner in London.

As the Saint Hill Org was expanding I got an assistant, a very friendly Indian, Saed Mirza, and we managed to keep a growing Saint Hill supplied with the issues they wanted.  I got to a state where you could name a date, and I would give you the title of the Bulletin or Policy at that date. 

While this was going on Saint Hill was expanding, and a second organization was built up working there, which was called World Wide, and supposed to handle International Management (which Ron and Linda Nusbaum handled alone when I came to Saint HIll).  But I was in Saint Hill, Dissemination Division, under Herbie Parkhouse, until Dec 31st 1967. Hold your breath and wait for the next IVy to find out where and what I was in Jan 1st 1968.