A two-bay unit that had been running on a single disk since spring
An engineering firm in Ealing telephoned when the office box would no longer present its data volume. Behind a door nobody opens, a member had dropped out months before, an amber light its only announcement, and the disk left standing had carried the volume by itself ever since — and was beginning to go the same way. Each was imaged on its own, the tired one across two nights of short passes. Whatever that disk would not give up was read off its older partner, and whatever the older partner could not manage was read from the newer side instead. Twenty years of drawings and the job ledger were opened here before the parcel travelled back. Three days, door to door.