Wednesday, 24 January 1996 12:30pm Went and saw “Kids” last night with Brett and Lara. Wasn’t bad, though the tattooed twosome didn’t dig it much. They hate anything American, and Brett is so rabidly anti-drugs that his view of the film was a bit blinkered I thought. Not that I reckon it was a great piece of cinema or anything, but it had more value … Continue reading It’s funny the things that demand brain-time on the tram.
Wednesday, 12 April, 1995, 11:07AM S, Well excuse me, I’ve just been dusting myself off after falling off my perch. Thanks for the letter, Sis. I feel much better now, knowing that it’s my genes that are to blame for my shocking Magnum ice cream dependency, not my jelly-like will that folds at the merest sniff of that white, Belgian chocolate modestly screening it’s heart … Continue reading I resent our Father’s chicanery and manipulation, always trying to ingratiate himself into my life.