13 September 2000, 07:01 PM
Join Date: Aug 2001
Location: Western Australia
I would be even MORE disturbed by ME frying two miles above the earth.**G**
Call me selfish.......
BTW, Amy, incredible dramas, email tonight, sorry.
Not here are the goblets glowing,
Not here is the vintage sweet;
'Tis cold as our hearts are growing,
And dark as the doom we meet.
But stand to your glasses, steady!
And soon shall our pulses rise:
A cup to the dead already-
Hurrah for the next that dies!