Dear friends, My journeys have made me weary. Singapore was not the paradise style skive I thought it would be. Would you call 14 hour working days fun? Nor I. It was rubbish. The one day I had to myself it rained so heavily it was coming up as well as down. Sweaty. One of the company directors pulled me to one side on arrival. "I'll bring in some bedtime reading for you tomorrow", he said with a wicked glint in his eye. The next day "Can I have a word with you in my office Christopher." I went in and he presented me with a book. "No money, no honey. A guide to prostitution in Singapore". My god. He had circled paragraphs and street names, annotated them "Highly recommended, B+" and that. It was actually a very funny and well written book, <cough> yes ? But anyway a couple of days later at lunch "I want my book back". And so we got to talking, he told me there was a lot of fun to be had in this city. He then inquired if I was busy at the weekend, and If I was single. Oh dear. I answered, "Yes. No." a bit to smartly, and made myself rather unpopular I fear. Not to worry though, my efforts have not gone unnoticed I'm told. I hope that's a good thing. I gave myself two missions in Singapore: 1. Find a copy of Angel Sigh, the Japanese version of that Sinister album. 2. Buy a hat. I failed miserably on both counts, don't you know. You see Singapore is not Japan, I just assumed in my small mindedness that they'd be getting the same sort of records, sort of like a wanker. I did buy a cd of some local lady with a free book of candid photographs. The photographs are about one hundred times better than the cd. But that's ok. The Corrs are number one in Singapore. That says a lot I think, I'm just not sure what. And Singaporeans don't wear hats. It was nice to return home to find a pile of things I had bought, like that looper single and a cardiacs t-shirt. You see, i've always wanted my very own cardiacs t-shirt for some reason. My hands shook with excitement as I pulled it on. Lovely, a little man and a house and the whole world window on me. But almost like a sign from the devil, a moment after I put it on, my nose bled all over it. Nyah, I'm not to keen on blood you know but nose bleeds are great because they look really impressive and don't hurt. So anyway I haven't really caught up with what's been happening in our sinister little world. Will someone recap for me, for I'm too weary to read. That's me then, and wa ki so kata lingaaa mr chris PS. The competition is really building up now. I've had over 2000 entries, and it looks like it's going to be a tight battle. But you still have time to enter if you haven't. (Deadline, the 31st August) +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +---+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+