Mr. Myles and Mr. Rudge own the company sited across the street from the Chester-Perry building. They are amiable and visionary gentlemen, determined to own the highest building in the city and yet prepared to give their builders, the Blondini Brothers (Scaffolding to the Gentry) a free hand in the project. "Salt of the earth, the British workman"

Hearing that a developer, Mr. Barry Byams, was intent on making his new skyscraper Middle Apex two stories higher than theirs, Myles and Rudge wasted no time in instructing the Blondinis to add another three. They did this by shouting upward from the street strip 4012.

For two men who have worked so long together they have an oddly formal relationship. "Nice day Mr. Myles" "Certainly is Mr. Rudge"

How Myles and Rudge can remain in business whilst pouring unlimited funds into the building works is a mystery. As indeed is the nature of that business. They did one year land a £10m export order, to Sir Reginald’s approbation.

Staff whose offices face the street can see directly into the Buying Department at Chester-Perrys. This is both useful and irritating to them. Useful because they can judge the time of day according to Bristow's sleep breaks and irritating because unlike the lazy buying clerks, staff at M&R do appear to do a decent day's work for their pay.  

Footnote:
I am indebted to two posters on the BBC7 messageboards who marked the passing, on 10 October 2007, of a songwriter called Myles Rudge, author of the immortal Hole in the Ground and Right said Fred. He was, it seems, the inspiration behind the naming of Chester-Perry's neighbour.

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