Productronica 87

Asking someone how I should set the background for Productronica 87 in Munich as I felt I had said it all last time, the retort was: ‘No‐one will remember: say it all again!’ I suppose, one of the pleasures of Munich is that, apart from the occasional typically Bavarian restaurant that has regrettably become Greek or Italian, the extending of certain U‐bahn lines, the opening of the new Opera House, little else changes from year to year. Visitors and exhibitors alike repeat their biennial pilgrimage to favourite Bierkeller and Stuben. The crisp pork knuckles continue to turn on the spit in the Haxnbauerhaus; Löwenbräu tastes the same as last time; the ‘oompah’ band in the Hofbrauhaus strikes up the same strident tunes; Sauerkraut, Bockwurst, Bratwurst, Bierwurst remain ubiquitously available. The service is good; hotels are clean; trains run on time. Munich, please don't change … !