This morning I received an email entitled "Magnetic Fields" and thought, of course, that it was from the witty and glistening Sinister list and I loosened my trousers. Then I realised it was actually from someone in my department, talking about actual magnetic fields in actual magnets, and I felt stupid and realised I was meant to be working. My clothes are just too noisy. Yesterday I was in the library, trying to be quiet as a hedgehog, but was wearing corduroy trousers and some incredibly squeaky shoes caused quite a commotion. The only other sounds apart from my fizzing trousers and squelching shoes were people turning pages and blinking. Oh the shame of it all! You know, if this town was invaded by Daleks, I'd have no chance. !THERE HE IS! !BEHIND THE DUSTBIN! !I CAN HEAR HIS SQUEEAKY SHOOES! !EXTERRMINATE! I'd never make a spy, either. Who was our cub reporter for the rectorial affair? I should imagine Glasgow is a crazy place to be at the moment, with Stuart visiting hat shops to see which hat makes him look most rectorial, and old women sneakily pasting up Vote Murdoch posters in church halls. Does anyone from Glasgow Uni know what's going on? Robin x PS: George Dickie, are you a Dalek? +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+