good afternoon all, since i've been reading these highly amusing anecdotes of days gone by, i keep seeing p.e. and this has been a constant reminder of a very horrible week end just passed. (it's ok, i'm in counselling now ;) . you see, my p.e. stood for pulmonary embolism. that's right kids, a blood clot in the lungs. rather scary not being able to breathe. think of asthma and x by 100 (well, probably not, but the story goes a lot better that way). after a barrage of tests, the doctors decided i didn't have a clot and it was most probably "stress"... hmm, thanks, that was a load off my mind. but since that was not really anywhere near the point, i shall relate my *proper* p.e. story. being naturally athletic, of course i have no traumas related to school sports ;) i do have a question though. when we'd have swimming our teachers would threaten us with the old "chemicals that turned purple in the pool etc " chestnut. was this just an australian" thing or is it a global lie? shelley ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------