A licensing hearing in a fortnight, and a disc nobody could open
Two weeks before a licensing hearing, a bar off Broad Street sent its solicitor a disc: four video files, a viewer that refused to install, and an office running nothing but Macs. We identified the container from the files themselves, moved the stream into a format that plays, left the original export alone and hashed both. That recorder's clock was running more than thirty minutes ahead and had never been put back at the seasonal change, so the offset went into the report.