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March 05, 2004
theyfoundmetheyfoundmetheyfoundmeitwasverybright
andthenitwasdarkHURTINGamancameandsaidthatwormsWORMS
weretheproblemtheproblemmyproblemdebbietalking
talkingtalkinggodisateenagedboyhelikesto
watchthingssuffernononononononononononono
nononoyouarewereandwillbenothing
I have seen things that would make you sick.
February 16, 2004
Alton Towers is rubbish.
I don't know if there's anyone reading this, but it is.
-- Nurse Tony
February 10, 2004
This is another message from Nurse Tony.
Jonathan has been begging me to let him touch the world web, but he knows that is against the rules. I did promised that I would pass on a message though, so long as he rolled up his sleeve quietly and stopped disturbing the carpet.
I don't know if there's anyone reading this, but here is what he said:
"Tell them it's me, Jonathan, and that I miss them all and their e-mails. Tell my editor that it's nearly finished but they won't let me use the sharp pens. I wrote a new bit in my head but it doesn't come out right yet. I like the big ones the best - they taste minty. You will tell them all this won't you? Ouch! Why does it always sting? You're looking at me like Dave does. That's better now, tell my mummy she was right, the brown trousers were a better choice. Are you getting all this? Tell her I forgive her, I forgive her. The sky tastes of red. Why is it red?"
The rest of his comments were largely unintelligible.
Other than that, life at the retreat has been rather quiet. We haven't had many visitors recently though, probably because of the cold weather, but this is probably a good thing as it does tend to get them rather excitable. Looking forward to the weekend - we're all off to Alton Towers! Not with the residents though, that would be rubbish.
I'll let you know how it goes,
-- Nurse Tony.
February 04, 2004
This is a message from Nurse Tony Hutchence.
I have just discovered that Mr. Glasgow has been using my computer to access the world web. This has been a severe breach of security, thankfully now rectified. I don't know if there is anyone reading this, and if so I apologise, but you must understand that there are certain rules. There are certain rules.
Despite the irregularities, Mr. Glasgow's communications have nonetheless been quite useful to us, and hopefully Mr. Jonathan will be permitted to return (under supervision) in the near future.
-- Nurse Tony
February 03, 2004
Sometimes I feel like I'm bruised all over.
But not on the outside.
On the inside.
Frankie has bet me £10 that I can't eat some Ivy!!
I tried to get some earlier from outside but it was drawing-time, so I'll try again later.
The new Flintstones video is brilliant.
February 02, 2004
I can't stop thinking about Yoghurts.
They're all soft and yellow.
Peach Melba.
The chinese don't like them.
It's important to remember that cartoons aren't like real life.
People have got to be treated like people.
We're all sensitive human beings.
I'm allowed back in with the others tomorrow.
January 29, 2004
Cold, white fat rain!
Everywhere outside!
We were allowed to build a snowman. I made the nose! Out of a carrot. The orange dreadlocks of peel are being used as a beard!
Snow ball fights are fun, but you must make sure that there aren't any stones caught up in the snow.
Fun is fun but it's only a game.
Don't cry.
It's only a game.
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