I'll tell you now if you like
She was two hours late.

Next time, we went to the Quayside in Newcastle. The sun was shining, we were there for the Orange free festival and to see Moloko play. Having consumed a few beers, we went for a toddle across the Millennium Bridge (or blinking eye, if you prefer). We stopped half way, gazed at each other lovingly for a few seconds, and then she said the magic words...

"Fancy a gobbing competition? You can be Leo, and I'll be Kate".

And so the next five minutes were spent hockling greenies off the bridge and into the murky waters of the Tyne.

She won, by the way. Says it all really...
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Fri 1 Feb 2008, 9:44, Reply)