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January 11—12, 2002

SIR WHENCE PITCHFORK Surely, when Birmingham City Council signposted Tennant Street "Slow, Narrow Road" they meant "Slower, Narrower Road"! Indeed.

SALLY SKELLINGTON Capped Down? References to NuMb? Cool! Is everyone around here from East Yorkshire or something? Definitely something.

MILTON AND ME Damn you, Davord, get off of my lawn! If I have to tell you one more time, there'll be trouble! He's looking for grubs. He means no harm.

 

'ZINERS

Am I the only one who isn't from up North? I'm from the South East and was wondering if any other 'Ziners were from the Brighton area? I think that we should have a 'Zine convention in Brighton so Southerners don't feel left out.

And by the way, feel sorry for me as I am writing this e-mail on New Year's Eve at about 10pm. I'm stuck in bed with a cold and all my family have gone out.

Cue the loud 'awwwwwwwwwwwww'.

Anxious Aardvark

I used to live in Brighton! Kemptown!

'ZINE BY THE SEA — GREAT IDEA

 

'ZINERS

I read something in a newspaper this morning about Atomic Kitten. Apparently they've been shouting abuse about their fans during rehearsals.

They've also been saying how they hate their songs, that they're really awful and that they don't know why people buy their CDs.

Viva la revolution!

Frank The Potato

And they think this is news

TO THE REST OF US?

 

WLW

Sorry to disturb your elitest club, but Pessimistic Peanut has probably been hiding away for too long without natural light to know what's what.

Fact is, James Dean Bradfield is the greatest guitarist of our generation, and lead in the greatest band of our generation. Sorry, but we can't change the truth.

Here's to Bamboozle, B*ckch*t and old Blighty.

Designer Amnesiac :)

Ha ha ha ha ha ha... excellent... oh,

YOU WERE SERIOUS?

 

THINGS TO DO IN THE ARMPIT OF THE WORLD CALLED TONBRIDGE:

  1. Have a conversation with the giant metal man who guards the castle from a possible invasion of Vikings.
  2. Watch 'Chavs' (our versh of Townies) jump into the river off the town bridge, trying to look cool and brave, then getting told off by the police. Lots of fun.

'Til next time,

Neo the Noonoo Fish

And that's it, is it? Really?

NOT EVEN A FOOTIE TEAM?

 

MISSING 'ZINERS

Contrary to recently expressed opinion, Cat5187 is not dead! She's merely resting a while... er... in my cellar. And don't worry, I'm feeding her when I remember to.

If any friends or family wish to pay the ransom, the money can be left in a deserted place — perhaps the White Hart Lane trophy room? Irish money will not be accepted.

Socialist Guerrilla

How much do you want? And pleeease —

DON'T MAKE ME GO TO WHITE HART LANE

 

I HATE IT HERE

During the Christmas period, I discovered another rubbish thing about living in Northern Ireland. My mother said we were going to Lisburn for the New Year, so I thought great!

I was really looking forward to spending time in Portugal. But, oh no! We end up in a rubbish little town, just south of Belfast. It's called Lisburn.

Damn people who name towns and cities.

Belfast Boy

I think it's Lisbon — but I imagine the

DISAPPOINTMENT IS JUST AS GREAT

 

POEM TIME!

'Zine is the best thing ever
Cheers me up in rubbish weather
Eight pages of rambling delights
And the odd 22 fights

How we miss our 'Ziners old
Have they been shoved into the cold?
I just love to grace these pages
'Til 3 o'clock, it feels like ages!

Black Widow

Aaaaah... I feel all warm and fuzzy now.

SUDDENLY, EXISTENCE IS... WOW!