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September 10, 2008

Cluff Gold Moves Towards 100,000 Ounces Of Production, And The Sleeping Giant At Baomahun Is Beginning To Stir

By Alastair Ford

To Algy Cluff’s favourite watering hole – The Royal Automobile Club on the Mall, just around the corner from Buck House. But before we can get the meeting underway, Minesite is forced to magic up a scrappy old tie from the depths of his man-bag to placate the demands of the RAC's gate-keepers. In response to this administrative hiccup, Algy jauntily relates how the RAC once refused entry to a shareholder hoping to attend the AGM of one of the many companies he’s run over the years, also for lack of a tie. Technically, Algy points out, the shareholder could have forced the whole shebang to be moved somewhere else. Luckily, though, he took the demands of the goons on the gate in good part, and went out and bought his own tie. Nothing like a bit of antiquated Britishness for holding up business, although the RAC has served Algy well over the years, and likewise his restaurant bills and bar tabs haven’t done the club any harm either.

Not that the Bloody Marys or the food at the RAC are particularly beyond the school-dinners standard. The whole place has that frayed-edge feel that Britain must have had in the 1950s when it was still, just, trying to live in the 1890s. But you can’t beat good company, and Algy’s always ready to spin an entertaining yarn or two, before or after getting down to business. The matter in hand is Cluff Gold’s latest news. The company has just pushed the start button at the Kalsaka gold mine in...