And I thought internet dating was a myth.

Ah, Charlie, there you are. Mind if I reproduce something originally posted on the "Open Invitation" thread? I think it kind of got drowned out in all the crossfire, but these are questions worth asking (and answering)...

>Charlie hints that behind-the-scenes struggles at the show were partly responsible for its end-of-term revue quality - like what, Charlie? Whose idea *was* it to recruit that line-up of hapless goats to fuck up what little material there was three times a week? At what point did all the writers decide the show was a bottom drawer job? Who, ultimately, is the humourless arse who honestly thinks Iain Lee is funny? These aren't meant to be leading questions or an attempt to bait you - I genuinely want to know because I find the continued existence of this show (and, frankly, of Iain Lee) genuinely upsetting.

Sorry, Mogwai, but I'm not discussing the 11OCS in an online forum, especially since I wasn't there from the start and thus can't really give a fair assessment. I'm certainly not 'naming names', for want of a better phrase.

Make of that what you will, but I don't feel obliged to explain or defend anything. The reason I began posting to this forum in the first place was because I felt the SOTCAA piece on the show, and their subsequent "justify your existence" posting, while making several points I agreed with, scuppered itself by degenerating into meaningless pop-eyed personal abuse which missed the point entirely.

"Just like the 11OCS" you may cry. Or type. You're entitled to that view and who knows, perhaps I agree with you.

Anyway, let's see if they respond to my date request. I've bought the breath mints already.

<I've bought the breath mints already.


How very continental, men kissing.

Mind if I come along? I like meeting minor media figures in bars and at gigs: Steve Lamacq, Johnny Cigarettes, Simon Price, Graham Coxon, Stewart Lee.