stephen troussé wrote:

Mighty quiet round these parts all of a sudden, ain't it?

Here's a thing. My friend Jo has just lent me this book by Toby Litt called 'Beatniks', about a couple of guys who refuse to acknowledge the existence of anything after that day in 1966 when Mr Zimmerman pranged his pushbike. So much so that when they decide to drive to Brighton, they realise that they can't take the M25 because that would be, like, acknowledging that the world had moved on in the last thirty years. 'They're kinda like Belle and Sebastian', says Jo, 'Cos the world hasn't changed for them since the Go-Betweens left Postcard!' Hmmm….

This sounds like a good book. Is it?

And so to the heated lemur debate. I know for a FACT that they swam to Madagascar. The cute little creatures' aquatic abilities were well known to dastardly German U-Boat Kapitans in WWII, who would strap mines to their backs and point them in the direction of the nearest British ship.

No, no. They made canoes out of banana leaves. Three lemurs per boat. Two paddled with their hands while the other one steered. They all went together in a furrier (thick luxurious fur) version of the Dunkirk landings. Peter ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . 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? -----------------------------------------------------------------------