The cover design for this issue, by Alan McCulloch, depicts a writer and an artist reaching hopefully towards an Olympic torchbearer. Symbols of the Australian Underprivileged Class, impoverished, half-starved, camped on a desert island, they might look half-witted but certainly not downcast in spirit. Up Australia! Long Live the Physical Society! To our many correspondents abroad: ‘With others we did our best to inspire Olympic officialdom with a spot of imaginative drive. Don’t blame us for inadequacies on the literary front.’* To Forster, Faulkner, Aragon, Sholokhov, Laxness, Silone, Kazantzakis, Sartre, Priestley . . . . and Uncle Tom Cobley: ‘You would have been welcome, brothers.’