Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.
==Initial Post==
Personal Journal 7th of July 188x
The lack of skilled tradesmen in New Babbage is atrocious. The added insult being that half the navvies are superstitious peasants who either refuse the work once it’s been explained to them or immediately double their prices. There’s nothing haunted about the Observatory.
Ultimately I’ve had to resort to a more direct approach with the automatons. They require more specific supervision than a human workforce but complain significantly less about the lack of lunch breaks, sleeping quarters or even food.
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My essential equipment has been moved across and the extra space is proving most useful. The Rookery is still a good distraction but the observatory is less accessible to the casual observer.
Experimentation with the properties of crystal resonances continues apace. The observatory doors offer better options of test firing without the possibility of burning down neighbouring buildings. The local fire brigade seem the sort easily bribed with silk stockings and pictures of meatloaf (or was that beefcake?) but the chance the fire may turn back and burn down my own abode is risky.
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One thing I have found while clearing out the place is that the old chap may not be dead after all. I’ll have to follow this up soon but we certainly need more fine upstanding citizens like the Doctor in New Babbage. The place is going to ruin. Some of the women are now complaining about their bustles! Next they’ll want the vote or some such rubbish.
==Comments==
*Comment by Sky Netizen on July 10, 2010 at 11:32am
chuckles and adds the Professor to the list of possible individuals for the LLL to picket
*Comment by Queer Hermit on July 10, 2010 at 1:52pm
It would appear that the Professor is an older version of the Doctor but more cranky and rude. Constipation perhaps?
*Comment by Arconus Arkright on July 10, 2010 at 6:09pm
Get that man an enema bag and a bran muffin! (I think you’re right, Miss. Hermit… clearly his prickly temperament stems from some manner of blockage.)
