SNAP DanB! (we posted at the same time)

Have listened to less than usual today - xfm for a while, then over lunch a bit of Ian Brown and Neil Young (Pea, I'll be honest, I have NO IDEA what you've been listening to...compilations? Please enlighten...)

The scaled and spiked monster lurched from side to side, its legs supporting a body too large and heavy to be agile. Despite the monster's grotesque features, which were growing clearer each second, and the fact that Thomas was almost completely overwhelmed by a feeling of horror, he just had time to think that the monster looked strangely familiar. Wasn't it Donald Quixote that he was reminded of? Thomas blinked and tried to recollect his thoughts. He didn't have time to dwell on what was, no doubt, a ludicrous panic-stricken idea.
He forgot without too much effort, as his thoughts turned to an even stranger sight. The monster was now no more than a minute away, and in one of the gnarled, clawed hands Thomas could just make out the image of his faithful pet, Donkey.

I completely left the forum about a month back, but no-one noticed. I came back. To be fair, no-one KNEW that I had left.
I noticed you'd gone SixKitten, but thought you were just hotmailing and had no need for the forum anymore...

I've *never* watched it (the amount I've seen over the past x years totals 5-10 minutes). This was a deliberate decision - I read 1984 in 1999 and decided because of that I wouldn't watch the show.

Don't you like the story Sheena? I don't like all the mxxncxp references!

The list of currently-funded EPSRC quantum information projects are at Oxford, Cambridge, UCL, Nottingham, Royal Holloway, Imperial, Bristol, Sussex, Leeds, City University, Southampton...oh, the list's too long. You can read it all yourself at http://gow.epsrc.ac.uk/ChooseTTS.aspx?Mode=Topic&Id=351&col=TotalValue&ord=desc

Hey again, I wasn't trying to get you to go to Cambridge either. Just thought you might be interested in the links...

(stay not saty, must be thinking about dinner (satay)!)

Also http://www.quantum.univie.ac.at/people/ if you don't want to saty in the UK, this is a pretty big group.

Hi Freddy,
you might want to check out these links
http://cam.qubit.org/ (look under further information, jobs, for a pretty bleak outlook (before I saw this page I thought that this group would have bucketloads of studentships to give out)
http://web.am.qub.ac.uk/qo/
http://www.cambridge-mit.org/cgi-bin/default.pl?SID=5&CALEVID=180
(I guess the speakers at this event would be potential supervisors)

Donkey hadn't achieved what he hoped for by braying into the camera. He wanted Thomas to think that he was crazy, that he had fallen asleep on the bus, was dreaming, and that someone would wake him at his usual stop any minute now. Thomas had interpreted it as a cry for help. It was touching to see how much Thomas cared for him, but with the money from this series he could go and set up a donkey sanctuary in Egypt. His motives were not entirely selfish, although he had always wanted to see the pyramids. It was important that he and Donald acted quickly.

If only he had heard that morning's alarm bell. If only he had caught his usual bus to his well-paying job in the city. Head in hands he began to cry.

Meanwhile, Donkey had collected the mail from the front hall, and was brewing up a pot of tea for himself and Donald Quixote. He had also found what he had been searching for; the bag of donkey treats that Thomas had hidden last night when he came home from his weekly shop at Tesco. Donald didn't seem to fancy a donkey treat, and was busy making some toast.

I'd take ten, but I don't drink.

Donkey turned to the nearest camera (he was, of course, fully aware of the positions of all the cameras, and had made all necessary arrangements for their installation a few months back when Thomas had had a few weeks holiday at his brother's). He stared Thomas straight in the eye and began to bray with all his strength. Thomas was dumbstruck. In this dark hole he turned to run, and collided with the damp wall, stumbling backwards.