| Friday, March 28, 2003 |
 | Quick detour into Upsideclown, since I am writing one at the moment. I am proud to say that I am now second on the leaderboard fo cancellations of subscriptions, after this tale of life, love, heartbreak, adventure and David Sneddon getting what looks suspiciously like jizz all over his face.
"You're late," commented X drily, "and what's that on your face?"
"Your secretary was hungover and not concentrating. She wasn't expecting me to abseil in through the window. Spat yoghurt all over me. She's nursing her head and her pride now."
"I don't approve of your methods, Sneddon. And you're getting sloppy.
David Sneddon, bukakke secret agent. You know it makes sense.
Elsewhere, things are all getting a bit quasiautobiographical. Matt talks about getting out of the cityin the predictably lovely Flowers, George discusses her credentials, Jamie tells all, Victor reveals the noncock and James gets his war off. It's all crunchy and spunky.
Much like David Sneddon.
On a related topic, Matt got an email from somebody claiming that dead Glyn Owen is actually not dead at all, contra A day in the Life. And what do you know, he's right. Glyn Owen is still kicking, and indeed still acting, and I'm sure that readers who, like me, enjoyed his work in the opening episodes of Blakes 7 and Howard's Way will be very glad to hear it. But whether he will survive to see Howard's Way Back made, given that it has yet to grace BBC Choice, is another matter. We can only hope sincerely that I am proved wrong.
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