Shortly before the championship, a couple of enterprising young ratboys nicked most of the computers plus the server from Indoor Rowing Towers. Not only does this mean we've haven't played Minesweeper for the past fortnight, but we've not had any e-mails either. Hence the tardiness of the newsletter, hence the fact that any e-mails you've sent us have struggled to get through, also hence the reason why we've been shaking our fists and saying Curse you, ratboys every half an hour. Anyway, if you've sent us anything since November 8th, whether it's a request to unsubscribe, questions for Tel's Tales or marriage proposals, and you've not received a reply yet, your best bet is to send it to us again. Apologies for that. Curse you, ratboys.