Dear puddlyypoos, In the high street of my lovely hometown Dingwall. The shops are usually one floor, with the odd chartered accountant’s or hairdressers above. Two floors is quite large especially if you’re standing, peering over the edge of the roof. If I was ever caught like that (which is not likely) then I’d have to be lying on my tumtum (on a flat roof) with only my eyes & maybe my chin looking over. That’s prolly one of the scariest day-nightmare-thing that I’ve imagined and could maybe happen in real life. I’m quite scare d of heights & stuff, and I’ve imagined & dreamt, in my sleep many times about being on the edge of a building or cliff, with another cm either way seeing my fate with its own peepers. It’s not that I want to jump. I just find myself there by some really rubbishy reason. And I always end up freezing, because I think I would slip and fall. And even if there are people behind me, wanting to aid me in some way, watching, they can’t do a thing about my thing neither because they could possibly make me fall too. Which leaves m in one of the most isolated & scary situations, because all I want to do in my dream or nightmary-thing-day-dream is give someone the largest snuggle. But even though I’m petrified of big buildings, you’ve got to admire them. On saturday morning, I went into Glasgow especially early, before I met up with the lovely & fab & cutsey gneissypoo, to wander through the city centre on my own, and look up at the massive buildings. And some of them are taken up by only 1 building, which is really scary, considering we don’t even have Jonathan David in Dingwall. Then I took Gneissypoo to some shops, and set off to the picnic, where we were first there. I saw some people on benches after riding on the escalators, so I decided to spy on them, and when I left, people had arrived to have a picnic, and I became so nervous that I walked & hid right round the station & back to the escalators. Then I met up with some of the loveliest people evereverever. I have to give special hellos & baaaas to my dearest princess Honeybunny, and miss Amy Jackson, who is one of the fabbest girls in the world, and Gneissypoo (and miss Idleberry too, who is very cute) But *everyone* was fantastic, and I couldn’t believe how lovely a picnic could be. They’re so wonderful. The concerts were fab, with a highlight being that Jackie (I think it was) played the trumpet upside down for the Superduper Shufflers. Penelope smells gorgeous now, and loves every one of you who cuddled her. She told me so. But I am going to send her to someone special, because they are luvvly jubbly & deserve her company more than me. Byeeees Johnjohn X p.s. a special hug & haribo for Mr Ally for running the bestest day ever. (p.p.s. I hugged Mr Ally!) i asked him if he'd be my friend and much my my surprise he didn't seem to mind at all so i gave my friend a panda hug and kissed him on the eyes and put hi in my bed by the wall - spider _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.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. 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 +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+