Dwarlings, t seems that that the curse of Manchester struck Looper. Their van got broken into on Wednesday, very sad. I hope they won't be too scared to drop by for tea and hot muffins in the future. Whoop-de-fucking-do. It's Jack Kerouac's birthday. Let's have a big fucking party to celebrate the drunken womanising alcoholic Nazi illiterate pseud's special day. Jack Kerouac writes books for people with the "Why?" poster on their walls. Congratulations to Fluffy for her joke and for providing me with an image that will haunt me all weekend. I'm watching the Romo top ten. I liked Philip Sallon, he was funny. And Boy George on the A-team. And when did Marco Perroni turn into Buster Bloodvessel? Duran Duran are number one. What? No Orlando. There is no justice. Simon Le Bon is Wumpkinny's next door neighbour. Did I mention that we stayed across the road from Leonard Cohen in Montreal, but he wasn't in. That's the kind of star-studded life I lead. My lifestyle column starts in the Sunday Times next week, which I promise will be full of tales of my delightful soirees with Meg Gallagher, Tamara, Kate Moss and Stephen Poncenby-Trousers. Love Tag 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" +-+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+