Lets see your kit for games All the girls look the same You are challenging style for running miles You're running miles in some boys jumper I have been singing this set of lines all afternoon, while being drugged on a bottle of dry white wine and this prompted my flatmate to spill her soul about the teenage hell for late developers that was SHOWERS AFTER GAMES. Oh god! what torture, I went into a shivering wreck as we re-lived tale after tale of being dragged kicking and screaming into communal P.E. showers by uncaring butch games mistresses. My flatmate used to get her well-developed friend, who proudly strutted her naked way through shower alley , with busoms flying, to run wet footprints around her changing space , and I used to race back first as soon as the last hockey ball was struck, heart pounding, to chuck handfuls of water on my hair and down my legs; in an attempt to foil eagle- eyed P.E. teachers. And in the event of being forced at gunpoint to run through those showers, you sprinted so fast that the water didn't even touch you!, so What was the fucking point? Am I in my own embarrasing little world here or does anyone else feel the same way? Susannah xxxxx ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------