 
            Hi my lovers (cheers to Lesley for the chance to increase the notches on my bedpost by 80,000%), I have been trying to figure out what fine verse to send you all, and then I read Marco's posting. Sorry sorry sorry for being patronising, but what a beautiful way of manipulating the English language. "i am 24 and i only now i have discover the GUINNES. I love this black beer , the froth of it is like a cream. So now i have another vice , but a beautiful vice , in addition to cigarettes, wine and black candle. Thank you to the man that have made this mellow-beer." As this has already been posted, it obviously can't count, but I think you'll all agree it more than merited being repeated. Anyway...I think it may be time to try and repeat the success (well, it was, despite the overwhelming presence of Y chromosomes) of Rory's indoor picnic. The thing is, we need a venue...so this is a plea to anyone in the London area who could tolerate having 20 or 30 really rather polite and considerate listees drinking in your living room and butchering "Le Pastie..." after a bottle or three of Bulgarian red, and cake. We're all lovely, we'd help clear up, and out music taste issecond to none. And you'd be bound to get lots of list crushes out of it...I'm more than happy to do any arranging that may have to be done, putting it up on David's site an' all. Also, if any listees are coming into town any time soon and feel that they should have a party thrown especially in their honour, well, this is the ideal opportunity. Mail me privately if anyone's interested! No B&S dreams lately - I did have a rather saucy one about someone familiar to some of you, but I'm most definitely not going into that one, and another where my dad, looking shaken, told me he'd banned all homosexuals from the house. What was *that* all about...This was immediately after I'd woken up with a strat (a start actually, but this makes me sound like a rock mutha, so it stays), sat straight up and cried "Get up everyone! A plane's about to land on the roof, we have to get out now!!!", and then feeling really conned that it was just a figment of my imagination. I've just checked out Lesley's lovely photeys, and I can see quite why Miller Minor is quite so smitten - that tiger cap really does do it for ms Campbell, n'est-ce pas? Well, I've managed to say nothing again, but I just want to say "yo" to the lovely Lorraine, whose eloquent defense of Slowdive made me feel ashamed for my abandoning of my Chapterhouse and Revolver-ridden past. I do still like My Bloody Valentine <small voice>, honest, Lorraine... Peter Miller is much funnier than me, Markx +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ "legion of bedroom saddo devotees" +---+ +-+ "the cardie wearing biscuit nibbling belle & sebastian list" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+