We were decidedly unimpressed with the press packs that tutor Dan left us. Eight unlabelled CDs in their plastic container. He'd worked over and above his paid hours apparently and wasn't going to do any more. So we purchased envelopes, stickers and pens, and got sticking and labelling and stuffing with business cards. We had a visit from the press office to ask for more, so we bought CDs, got more copied and started sticking and stuffing all over again. We thought they had a hint of Sex Pistols. Never Mind the Bollocks, Here's Bath Spa...
