You, our readers

AP played fair by its readers. You wanted to know clearly whether that new game was worth buying, so we told the truth. You wanted to be entertained, so every issue featured two or three of our Five Hardy Jokes. We wrote what we'd like to read as anything else was patronising, we didn't care what everybody else thought about something and we splashed extra things about the place to reward careful examination. In return, you, our readers, were consistently funny and clever.

Witness Do The Write Thing, for example, with its Cult Of Regular Correspondents. Even now people will exchange a "Wahey!" in memory of Isabelle Rees, view news reports on Eastern Europe closely in hope of spotting Ian Ritch, speculate on the whereabouts of Ludwig Ledbury or Henry The Lion, or freeze blood with insults based on drawing comparisons with Llars-Erik Johnsrød or Stuart N Hardy. Undoubtedly the most effusive response, however, was prompted by the appearance of a small furry animal. You're all just softies at heart! except the ones who wished her dead, obviously.

You, our readers', powers of invention inspired us to set competitions far beyond the usual list of questions. Lists of questions based on all the answers being "Virgin" for example (which amusingly no one got right) or ones concerning homonyms of the words "Impossible Mission," or invitations to construct supervillain deathtraps (with ingenious escape clauses, natch).

But it was those readers acting unprompted that pleased us most. We feel humbled that you would have invested countless hours to produce an elaborate joke about The Italian Job or a Valhalla rave track solely for our amusement. And the sheer joy of someone saying "Look, I get it" was a lovely counterpoint to people trying to have us killed again. And we always looked forward to opening post from Melfax.

It was, quite literally, you, our readers, who made AMIGA POWER possible. We love you all, though reserve the right to kick the face off anyone asking technical questions. The useless, cretinous morons.