Monday, June 02, 2008

On worshipping and serving Sarah...

See I always knew we were special. And now it seems we're going to have a special Sarah party all of our own. I can't tell you how happy this has made me. Any other Sarah's around who want to join me?

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  1. Well, you can see my head is still in marketing mode, but all I can think of is "Wow, what a great idea for a promotion and a way to get bums in seats!" Have fun.

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  2. I'd love to invite you, Sue, but while you come very very close, you're not a Sarah! Yes, I know what you mean about 'marketing modes' - an entirely healthy thing though.

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  3. My parents were going to call me Sarah if I had been a girl. Does that count? Can I come?

    Actually, they were going to call me Araminta. I'm not joking. Personally, I don't see myself as an Araminta.

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  4. Araminta... scoff, scoff. Actually, I can't laugh - I was going to have been Arthur. We would have sounded like a not very funny sitcom. But NO Alex you can't come - and the clue why not is in the third word of this sentence.

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  5. I give up. Why can't I come?

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  6. Because Sarahs are not so slow off the mark for one thing....

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