Sinister: the sneezing has arrived

[Caitlin Pigtails]

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

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