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Didn't make Sluts meet last night, but the not-the-Pure-meet at the Marlborough Head was nice. Roll call goes: me, moomintroll, zoo_music_girl (Nice Boots in tow), ladymoonray, Ali, childeric, minigoth (incredibly Nice Boots purchased for £17 in Manchester the previous weekend) and her housemate Hella (who is a sweetie, and Anna must drag her out to play with the g*ths more often), diffrentcolours, greap, ickle_yuki and Rataxis. Anyone I missed?

The day's white-hot band of crippling pain around my lower ribcage was alleviated in a single pint and gone in two. First cigarette in three weeks, and damn it was good.

A word on the food at the Marlborough Head. Which of these sounds to you like what a pub should serve when you pay three quid for a plate of something advertised as nachos?

(a) A pile of corn chips, tomato sludge on top, cheese sludge on top of that, sour cream and guacamole splattered on top, and damn the arteries;
(b) A geometric arrangement of twelve cheese-stuffed things that are corn chips, Jim, but not as we know them, with, in the centre, precise thirds of guacamole, sour cream and tomato sludge, on a bed of lettuce.

I welcome news of any Eerie pub meals that are intended to be eaten rather than photographed.

I hope to see as many as possible of you at Tenebrae tonight. I plan to show just before eleven. Hope to skive off lack-of-work early and hit the Camden shops before six.