It's hotter than Emily Dickinson. How hot is that? Out in Stevenage, it's raining. That's just a guess, you understand. The old posters and football magazines. A dusty shelf yields only a yellowing piece of David Stubbs. *By* David Stubbs, that's the one. There ought to be towns. There ought to be photographs. Mooro is the only person I know with a double-sided B&S carrier bag. It's guid. That's the 'good' equivalent of 'grate'. Carsmile Steve seems to be getting younger as time passes. Rumours flitted that Kevan Cooke was writing to the list under an alter ego. Yes, that one. See, Kevan, we've got your number now. (It's 0423-654-876.) I have been listening to Cyndi Lauper. I like the line on 'Girls... Fun': 'Oh, mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones'. That could just about be Morrissey. I like the melodic context and phrasing of the apparently unremarkable line 'I think about you when the night is cold and dark', also. Tim Hopkins claims to have washed up for something close to a living. I believe him. But I still think he should take a tad more seriously my views on washing up. I think that this activity is often performed surprisingly poorly. That reminds me: there is a whole strand of thinking to be done re. 'washing-up pop': eg. Stevie T and 69 Love Songs / PF and Tigermilk, etc. I wonder if anyone has anything to say about it? Nobody seemed to notice, on Friday, that James Joyce would have turned 119 if he'd still been alive. If it's anyone's birthday, happy birthday. It is? Cor, that was lucky. After a draw with Boro and only a 1-0 reverse at Old Trafford, I reckon Everton are on the way back. Up, I mean. To future success, and so on. The geezer Miller kept his end up with the usual delightful knockabout stuff:

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I think it's atrocious. What do you think? It's a debate.

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