Yes, it's that hayfeverish time of year again already. Time for all those mad sneezing fits. I used to get told off at school for sneezing too loudly; the teachers were just embarrassed because I'd made them jump. This B&S Treasure Hunt thing looks quite exciting, but I probably won't do very well because I'm not very good at anagrams. If I watch Countdown, I'm lucky to get a four-letter word. [insert Countdown clock music here] Last time I posted, I said I'd seen a fox. I saw it again this weekend. It looked to have a rabbit or something in its mouth. It didn't see I was there. It looked left and right, and went under a train. Speaking of daytime TV quiz shows, I got very excited watching Fifteen To One the other week. OK, people who don't watch British telly can pretty much skip this. I got excited watching Fifteen To One on Friday, because I recognised the winner, from a documentary that was shown about her on TV several years ago. When she was 14 (or 13 maybe, I can't remember) she ran away from home at 5 in the morning. She was very organised; she had booked herself a taxi to get to the railway station just in time for the first train to London. She was inspired by Levellers lyrics. No, silly, it wasn't a *moving* train. As far as I know, Mr Fox is still alive. The documentary was all about her parents' efforts tracking her down, interviewing homeless teenagers in London and York and lots of other places that I don't remember. They didn't find her. They said, we'll keep on looking, but it all seemed hopeless. Six months later, she came home of her own accord. I hope she's not on Sinister. For some reason, that documentary was inspirational to me when I was a slightly-disturbed teenager. I dreamed of tracking her down and saying "why?" Maybe there are foxes prowling round my house at night. There probably are; I live in the city after all. Hopefully, they won't try to attack the cat. I lie in bed at night and hear cats yowling and dogs barking, but I never hear foxes. I like to think that the world is still going on around me when I lie in bed. It's comforting. The world goes on. Never mind about TV quiz shows. The world goes on. xx caitlin +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ 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 +-+ +-+ Snipp snapp snut, sa var sagan slut! +-+ +-------------------------------------------------------------------------+