A race against TIME

After another dry spell, Mr Carruthers has once again been caught poking his moustache above the parapet. Sadly we only have access to the cover so we do not know the conclusions drawn by The International Magazine of Events.

Embarrassingly our quarry was hiding in plain sight on coffee tables in receptions and dentist's waiting rooms and yet he evaded us spectacularly.

Don't we feel silly? Are we even trying? How did you (and by association you too) miss this?

It's time to step up your Carruthering...