I walked into the editor’s office at the FM on a Monday in January 1997 and was stunned by its luxury. The walls were lined with bound copies of the magazine, lovingly packed on wraparound oak bookshelves behind the editor’s vast desk and hideously comfortable reclining leather desk chair.

There was a fridge with wine in it. A fourth-floor balcony with a fine view over Joburg’s northern and western suburbs. A big conference table. I’ve never felt as excited as I did when I sat in that chair...

Subscribe now to unlock this article.

Support BusinessLIVE’s award-winning journalism for R129 per month (digital access only).

There’s never been a more important time to support independent journalism in SA. Our subscription packages now offer an ad-free experience for readers.

Cancel anytime.

Would you like to comment on this article?
Sign up (it's quick and free) or sign in now.

Speech Bubbles

Please read our Comment Policy before commenting.