From: GDHDTHSHS@SDSRSF.COM   
      
   "P.S.Burton"  wrote in message   
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   >   
   > THE KINKS ARE THE VILLAGE GREEN PRESERVATION SOCIETY wrote:   
   > > "P.S.Burton"  wrote in message   
   > > news:1138014401.426290.53540@g49g2000cwa.googlegroups.com...   
   > >   
   > > > I likened you to Adrian Mole at the time, and you 'extrapolated' that   
   > > > it was because he was the only cultural reference in my head marked   
   > > > 'Diarist'. As you can see, there were other reasons...   
   > > >   
   > >   
   > > That piece of prose of mine is not good: in fact it was the first   
   serious   
   > > attempt at prose I ever made, almost a decade ago; the first page of the   
   > > first book - which was not an essay but a novel and which I finished and   
   > > which, unlike many another first novel, has been read and commented on   
   at   
   > > length, more's the pity, by many different people on the net and in the   
   real   
   > > world; however it isn't as bad or pretentious as Mr Mole's, however much   
   you   
   > > bitchily wish it so, Thomas. I could give you bullet points as to why   
   you   
   > > make the lazy analogy and why it doesn't work. But that would be like   
   > > arguing with a Ufologist. Perhaps you haven't much experience with   
   pastiche   
   > > English prose.   
   > > In fact it seems to me that you make the connection because it mentions   
   > > Turner and takes place in an urban environment. So I fully expect you to   
   > > liken this to Adrian Mole as well:   
   > >   
   > > 'The sky over London was glorious, ochre and madder, as though a dozen   
   > > tropic suns were simultanously setting round the horizon; everywhere the   
   > > searchlight clustered and hovered, then swept apart; here and there   
   pitchy   
   > > clouds drifted and billowed; now and then a huge flash momentarily froze   
   the   
   > > serene fireside glow. Everywhere the shells sparkled like Christmas   
   baubles.   
   > >   "Pure Turner," said Guy Crouchback, enthusiastically; he came fresh to   
   > > these delights.   
   > >   "John Martin, surely?" said Ian Kilbannock.'   
   >   
   > "work out". As a great man once said LOLOL.   
   >   
      
   Eh? Another of your so devastating-they-don't-actually-mean-anything gnomic   
   retorts?   
      
   ROBBIE   
      
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