Well I actually didn't lose any keys at all, but feel there may be some sort of curse on the Bowlers amongst us, as on the way down to Bowlie I lost my driving licence and several other irrelevant forms of ID (phone bill, that sort of thing - just as well no-one at Pontins wanted to see them, really) and also a litre and a half of vodka thanks to the lovely National Express chappie who dropped my rucksack as he was lifting it out of the bus. Funny how Mark seems to get more injured than anyone else playing football, I seem to remember exactly the same thing happening on the beach last weekend. What's that you say? Italians? Diving? Drama queens? Surely not?!?! Hamstring was it Mark? You obviously didn't do your stretching properly, sorry if my laughing at your warm-up round our chalet last week put you off your *proper* warm-up in any way :) On a slightly more serious note (not to trivialise Mark's hamstring in any way, oh no): THAIAN N TON wrote:
i was walking about campus the other day & saw a flier that said, "Depressed and have low self esteem? Listen to (radio station) playing Morrissey, The Smiths & Belle & Sebastian"
I thought that was rather funny that they said that B&S is low self-esteem music.
Doesn't anyone else think this? Maybe they're not low-self-esteem "I hate myself and I want to die" stuff, but as a long-term bullying victim with chronic self-esteem problems I identify far too much with certain lyrics, especially "Mary Jo", "the one thing that I learned when I was still a child was to take a hiding, if there's one thing that I learned when I was still at school was to be alone", parts of "She's losing it" and "Expectations", OK, maybe not what you'd all call low self esteem music but I see myself in a lot of (especially earlier) Belle and Sebastian lyrics and that's part of why I started to listen to them. I'm pretty sure there must be a couple more people who see them that way too? Yes? No? I mean there are a million other reasons I love them too, but that's my view on the low-self-esteem thing anyway. On that note, I shall say that if you look in Melody Maker not only can you see Tag but you can see the space on the beach that I had been occupying just prior to the infiltration by "proper" photographers. FluffySarah's mate Chris is there, skulking in the far distance, and so is someone else that I never spoke to, and someone indistinguishable dressed in black that may actually be my esteemed chalet chum Mr Kevan Cooke, a man with a fine taste in Japanese pop, the ability to survive an entire weekend on Pot Noodles and red wine, and an encyclopaedic knowledge of Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Chocolate arse, my arse, Keith. A dazzling sociological and philosophical discourse and no mistake. With oompaloompas and Roy Kinnear to boot. Someone on the "I Saw You" board is wanting to organise a Millenium Bowlie so they can start 2000 on the beach at Camber Sands. Wouldn't it be better to have it somewhere, like, warm, and without the need for security guards? I think we should have the Millenium Bowlie in Struan's church hall. I'm sure he won't mind. Ailsa xx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the reborn Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". WWW: http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "tech-heads and students" +-+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+