Ron Sly

I picture Ron in the copytaster slot on World Desk in the late 1970s. He was unfailingly cheerful and calm in that hot seat, and another one - the trouble-shooting copy editor's chair sandwiched between the filing editor and assistant filing editor. There, his task was to grapple with poorly presented or potentially dangerous “attention editor” stories. He never lost his cool. The worst I ever heard him say was: “Oh dearie me!” - and even then only under his breath. ■