Cross Cultural Purposes

This is good and very insightful, why are you always putting yourself down? (: Val

" If there is anything better than writing I'd like to have some of it, please." You've obviouly lived a sheltered life FTSE. I should start out by trying cricket which like gardening is more about what you're drinking and where you're sitting (general ambience) - although gardening does involve servants to do the actual work of course - than anything else. Once you've mastered that you could try buying some of the knickers from ebay worn over your head while you listen to cricket on the radio. Later, you buy all the cricking paraphenalia and stagger out into the street wearing pads and gloves, wielding a cricket bat with your favourite ebay knickers worn on your head at a jaunty angle. Now for the real sport - hit any and every approaching teenager as hard as possible with you trusty bat - you have now mastered the Zen level of aggrevated assualt and can proceed to the nearest police station. There you can use your wonderous writing skills to invent a suitable story to explain why you have put fifteen kids in hospital and happen to be wearing the detective sergeant's knickers. Actually a founding course in masonic handshakes is highly recommended before you attempt the zen level. Happy batting!

You're right Val... some men never really grow up (: My given name is Master Pan My true love is San Fairy Anne But Tinkerbell is very mad And so to San she's very bad. If only I could be a man and tell Tink of my love for San But I will always be a boy. Dreaming of his fairy toy. In bed with San lying back to back Sensing something that I lack... One quick turn and a little luck And maybe I'll get a wonderous kiss. Then I'll truly be a man A man named Peter, Peter Pan.

You weren't in the RAC too by any chance Ewan?

It was simply that I knew a Ewan while I was stationed at Bovington in Dorset - didn't really think the world could be that small though :O) Yeah, all the smart people chose the RAF.