Good God. This evening, whilst stuck at work, I was watching the telly (one of the few perks of working at a b+b - getting paid to do nothing occasionally), when The Naked Chef came on the beeb. And the opening refrain? Legal Man. Eek! Egads! No! I hear you say. I feel violated. And I'm doubly offended by the number of times his Australian friends said "no worries". They give us all a bad name. Hurrumph. Marianna x +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+