So I guess I'm going to Crewe

My first link of the day: Bush in 30 seconds.

This page has 30-second videos opposing the leadership of President George. Some are really quite good- if Voltaire were alive, I think I know what he'd be doing.

So, I guess I'm going to Crewe. Why, you ask? In about three weeks the Oxford Access scheme will be to look approachable, hand out bookmarks, and say "You Too Can Apply To Oxford- I Did!" For those of you who don't know, I'm from a background so working class that we used to dream about having a crust of bread, perhaps on christmas day...

(Insert long "Three Yorkshiremen" sketch here)

... and we never could afford a new one.

Last year I did quite a lot of voluntary work with the scheme. It's a great way to go to obscure football grounds and spend a day trying to communicate one message:
"I know you think Oxford is for people with millions in the bank. So did I, but it really isn't. Here, have a bookmark". By doing all this, I managed to get myself on the "Privilige" list, and now sometimes get vouchers in return for my work. Just as I was sitting down to read this, I got an email from the office asking if I'd go to Crewe- they were really looking for people from there, you know, but being desperate decided to call on me too.

So I'm going to try to find Housemate Jo and talk about curry, but I have one tip for you all before I go:

If you want a power-trip, join the Amnesty urgent action register (or, for that matter, just go to the website) and start sending strongly-worded letters to despots. There's something very satisfying about scolding a Senior General.

Song in my head: "Getaway" by The Music