i'm being a bit obsessed with jonathan david and carriage clock at the moment. not quite sure where it came from. i simply woke up one day and had to listen to them. and again. i must be really annoying the girl in the flat above me. mind you, that'll teach her to stop being so loud in her appreciation of her boyfriend's sexual prowess. i really don't want to know but she's not leaving me much option. it's most distasteful. good word, that. most amused to read Kieran's post about his English teacher's approach to plagiarism. a sadistic breed, teachers. especially ones of the English (subject) variety. they were the ones who didn't have friends at school, instead prefering to sit in the corner with a book. why did they become teachers themselves? because they didn't have the imagination to do anything else and because they wanted the excuse to carry on reading to themselves, in a corner, without anyone paying them any attention. i had two amazing English teachers: sally ellias and rob stanley. rob, in particular, didn't mind wearing jumpers him mum had knitted him "look, she dropped a stitch here, and had to catch it up later" and would often stop everything to exclaim "wonderful poetry". Mrs Ellias was also cool, but really lovely with it. all the boys fancied her, and most of the girls did as well. i've finally taken the life-changing decision to get a cat, well two kittens, actually. it's proving more difficult than i thought. i've got to be checked and stuff. bit scared about that. also proving difficult to think of names. and this is where i have a bit of a favour to ask. Honey, would you mind if i name one of my (as yet non-existent) cats 'Honey'? hoping that's ok does anyone have any suggestions for the other name? or suggestions for good pairs of names. let me know. i don't have an imagination, you know. i just sit in the corner reading books. finally got this developed: +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ in this one the girl is crying. it really doesn't matter though as you can see it's a wonderment sort of crying. it's a wow, i'm walking up westminster surrounded by more people than i've ever seen in my life and none of us wants war and we're doing something about it. it's a magic sort of crying. it's a embarrassed sort of crying. she really doesn't mean to but it's a bit amazing being by yourself among so many when you're all there for the same reason. you can see her gloved hand is trying to wipe away the tears as she doesn't really want to cry on a thing like a peace march and she's trying to make it look like she's not actually crying. but for some reason she is. you can see faces all around her. if you listen carefully you can hear it's really quiet. people aren't talking or shouting at this bit. you can hear whistles in the distance but that just makes it all a bit more eerie. it doesn't help her stop crying. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ as i walked round town today i saw the redhill peace protester. just opposite the 'real gold medallian' man in the market there was a man with a huge banner round his neck reading NO WAR. i think there was also information about numbers of children who will starve but i didn't stop to see. i now feel really bad about that. how come i could manage to go to the london march but not stop and support one guy who's doing something far braver. standing up for your ideas and beliefs in redhill is not something to be taken lightly. i mean, the big issue guy is established and most people stop to have a chat with him (he's a nice guy). the 'repent or feel the wrath of the lord' people turn up in a group of 3 or 4. this chap was by himself and i just walked on. finally, i'd like to set the record straight: Mr Mark "I never got to be a prefect and i'm still damaged due to this" Cassarotto *demanded* a spelling test for some reason. THere's no way i would inflict speling tests on peple without haveing the ansers in front of me. There's danger I might even be asked to give a spelling myself. looking forward to the big bowl and perky picnic. if dafyd and james make it we will also experience the very first outing of the surrey sinister massive. rahhhhhhhhh. elle x __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Everything you'll ever need on one web page from News and Sport to Email and Music Charts http://uk.my.yahoo.com +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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. 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