Well, it's time somebody did it properly, isn't it? We arrived at Stansted and it was sunny. "Ah," I thought, "it's good to be back." We arrived at Tottenham Hale and the tube wasn't running. "Fuck," I thought, "fuck, fuck, fuck, arse biscuits". Back in the London way of thinking in no time, then. But, after a tortuous journey to Walthamstow, we were met by Cabbage and we decided to have special sausages for dinner (not a euphemism, you durty kidz, Walthamstow has an excellent sausage shop). "Ah," I thought, "maybe it's not that bad after all". And then Miss Vicky, our hostess with the mostest turned up and from then on, it was pretty much perfect. (Cabbage and Vicky spent rather a lot of money trying to evict Cameron that night. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! He had GOD on his side - how can you beat GOD with nothing but a redial button?) The next day, it was incredibly hot. So we made ourselves even more uncomfortable by fighting through crowds of goffs and assorted other tourists in Camden, then up a ginormous hill laden down with bouze and bags of Haribo. This is the bit where I forget somebody - advance apologies. Present were: Me, Ally C, Mark C (in HOTPANTS, practically), Cabbage, Vicky, James Thorniley, Dafyd Strange, Liz Daplyn, Rob B, Ken, little Lucy, Paul H, Stefano, Geoff Sheridan (I mean, blimey, it was like summer 2000 all over again) and the lovely Suzie. We drank, played frisbee and wounded soldier, scoffed Liz's baking and went to Tigermilking. Which was even hotter than the picnic! Last time there was a picnic in such heat, the boys played football, got all hot and sweaty, didn't change clothes before heading for the Betsey and made the whole place STINK OF MAN. Fortunately, wounded soldier is less sweat-inducing than footie and anyway, I found an open window to sit beside. Jim played The Streets vs Belle & Sebastian! If you haven't heard it yet, I urge you to search for it on Kazaa or wherever it is you kids get your illicit music fixes these days. (Marianna was flying the GLAM flag marvellously at Tigermilking, by the way. She was the hottest babe there, man, hands down) What else happened? We danced a bit, we caught up on old times, we speculated as to who might or might not be snogging whom and we marvelled some more about Mark's hotpants. (I can say what I like about Mark - he is in Italy at the moment, so he can't get me, har!) The next day, Sally came over. We noted that three fifths of our company were former vegetarians, then proceeded to eat lots and lots and lots of meat, cooked caveman style on a fire in the back garden. Then, we did the only thing you can do after a heavy session of Tigermilking - we went to the pub. Steady Mike got a poncey glass for his Belgian beer. We also discovered that Phileas Fogg lemongrass and coconut crackers aren't quite as good as the Walkers Sensations ones. The CD fairy visited. We won three pounds on the quiz machine and eventually, after a marathon trivia session, lost it all again. And I tried to take some pictures of Mark. They are in a lovely Yahoo photo album here - http://uk.f1.pg.photos.yahoo.com/lucyalder - along with some other pictures of the weekend. (Like I say, Mark's in Italy, so he can't get me for saying stuff about him or for putting dodgy pictures of him on the internet) And the next day, Chris and Vicky went to work and Ally and I came back to Glasgow. And we got off the plane and it was raining. Is that enough detail for you? Juicy Lucy ps. Hey, Glasgow Sinister, are you coming the the next Winchester Club? Guess who's playing... The Red Bull Dozers! That's right, Ken Chu himself will be gracing our little stage, followed by electronic sensations the Electroluvs. More info here - http://www.geocities.com/the_winchester_club ===== The one, the only Glasgow Indie List! http://www.groups.yahoo.com/group/glasgow-indie/ ************************************************** The Winchester Club http://www.geocities.com/the_winchester_club ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://uk.messenger.yahoo.com/ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list mail sinister@missprint.org. To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to majordomo@missprint.org. WWW: http://www.missprint.org/sinister +-+ "sinsietr is a bit freaky" - stuart david, looper +-+ +-+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" "peculiarly deranged fanbase" +-+ +-+ "pasty-faced vegan geeks... and we LOST!" - NME April 2000 +-+ +-+ "frighteningly named Sinister List organisation" - NME May 2000 +-+ +-+ "sick posse of f**ked in the head psycho-fans" - NME June 2001 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+