Asupposed Chek Lap Kok media tour extravaganza on Sunday ended up sounding more like a school excursion gone badly wrong. First, getting busloads of photographers and reporters through security checks proved to be a nightmare. Long delays ensued as the 'snappers', in particular, kicked up a stink about putting their precious films through x-ray machines. Then, on one of the hottest days of the year so far, we hear organisers ran out of water, of all things. Finally, there was the small matter of the lack of a toilet break. A gang of mainly female journalists desperate to use the amenities eventually had to beg organisers to take them to the nearest bathroom. They were bussed to another part of the airport site where there was a men's loo. The facility was stacked high with boxes of strange looking plastic bags. On the bags were instructions on 'How to wrap corpses'. Yes folks, our intrepid hacks had seemingly stumbled into the airport's body bag headquarters! The body of evidence suggests this had an effect on the reporters' appetites. Packed lunches provided to them soon after they rejoined the press tour were mysteriously abandoned. The Mass Transit Railway Corp will have to improve the performance of its airport railway trains to achieve the much vaunted 23 minutes travel time between Central and Chek Lap Kok. One of our spies put his stop-watch on the length of time the journey took during the Sunday press visit. The trip was completed in a very pedestrian 35 minutes - and sources tell us that's far from the slowest time that has been achieved in trials the MTRC has been running back and forth. Three weeks to go, guys. Ian Wenham was returning to work after a lunchtime gym session late last week. On his way back, he spotted a dark blue bus broken down, blocking one lane of traffic on Queens Road East. On the bus was an advertisement for fund manager Templeton in huge letters. Poor old Templeton. Not only does it have to contend with markets heading south at a rate of knots - even its mobile advertising billboards are playing up! The junk fax continues to be the inescapable tool of the telecommunications industry operator. Reader Ron McMillan has been copping the full brunt of the devastation that can be wrought when the fax machines of these companies go feral. Last week, City Telecom (HK) sent him a junk fax promoting its 'business IDD plan' - but it didn't stop at that. The company proceeded to send him the very same fax countless times in numerous other guises. In recent days, Mr McMillan has been on the receiving end of faxes meant for executives at Fortress, Timate, QPL International Holdings, Compass World Transport and China American Insurance Company - all from City Telecom. Bamboozled, he called someone at the company on Friday who promised him the faxes would stop coming. Unfortunately, two more arrived that day. Yesterday, he addressed a strongly worded protest fax to Aries Cheng, who is listed on the bottom of the fax as 'account manager'. No reply was forthcoming. Funny how a telecoms company can get the art of telecommunications so badly wrong. Centaline Property Agencies boss Shih Wing-ching is angry. Not only is he losing money through small buyers not paying commissions at the moment - even property developers are getting in on the act. He says a few major developers have not yet paid commissions, despite the fact they sold properties through Centaline and other agencies months ago. In order to drum up sales during the property slump, some developers told agents they would pay 2.5 per cent commissions on units sold. He claimed there were about 1,000 properties on which the developers in question had not paid commissions. This meant agents were owed tens of millions of dollars, he said. Unfortunately, we can't name the developers involved. Mr Shih went all coy when we quizzed him on the subject. The High Court writs section in last Saturday's Post contained one fascinating listing spotted by an alert reader. A company called Crocodile Development Ltd was listed as the plaintiff in a case, against a defendant called Donkey Ltd. A crocodile taking a donkey to court? Sounds like a headline writer's dream.