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But Wouldn't Their Wings Get Soggy? This should have been posted yesterday, but never mind. Expect a second entry later on today. I was barraged with texts from these two last night, pretending to be each other and then threatening to unleash houses and flying monkeys on me. Fortunately, Ellie offered to put them into pink dresses and school them in sychronised swimming. Why that seemed comforting I still haven't worked out... Italian politicians, amongst others, want christianity and its roots in Europe to be included in the text of the new European constitution. Bugger that, say I. Don't get me wrong, I've always said worship who you want, but don't look down on other religions or exclude them. After all, that hasn't been too smart an idea in the past. I'm not just talking about the 1940's, either - as bad (by proportion of the world's then population), was the assault on French Huguenots in the 1600's (see? Don't say you don't learn anything from me). How clean am I? Well, actually, how clean is Michelangelo's David, but I just like being called dirty. Ahem... Ooh - a T-shirt that adequately illustrates my worship of caffeine. And you get geek points for putting it on your wish list. God, the internet's wonderful, isn't it? From Straysparrow: Dave xx
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