I was thinking of a book I loved when I was younger: Hello God, This is Anna by Fenn. Yup, just Fenn. I repeatedly borrowed it from the school library. It was a paperback with a bright yellow cover, and energetic line illustrations every few pages. Anna was always drawn as this tiny child with a disguise of flowing hair. I loved those drawings - wished I could draw like that. I never did read the book though - apart from the few pages where Anna falls out of a tree and is impaled on fence palings and dies. Oops, sorry.. that might have ruined the book for you. That was the only bit I'd read. It was gruesome and I always cried - no, there was no illustration of the small girl gored by iron palings. She was a very good girl, by all accounts, one of God's favourites, you know? That made me think of Pollyanna - the Disney movie staring a very young Haley Mills. Another favourite of mine as a smaller person - I did, this time, pay attention throughout the entire film. Upon seeing it again recently I was amazed at how long it was - though that might just be because Pollyanna is kind of annoying and Aunt Polly was honestly just trying her best (perspective is a wonderful thing) I still find the scene where Pollyanna falls from the tree and becomes a paraplegic a bit stressful. Oops.. oh noes.. that might've ruined the movie for you if you've not seen it yet. But see, she was kind of a favourite of God's too - daughter of dead missionaries, plagued with bringing joy into the world for all the miserable peoples of the town. Then I realised, to make this a real, genuine theme, I'd need at least three examples of God's Good Girls falling out of trees to death or worse but alas, I don't know any more. Do you?

a) find out Northcote is actually on the 86 tram line (my tram line) b) go to Northcote Social Club and talk about 50cent artwork and underwater welding and drink beer <= no wait, is it called that? c) listen to interesting music d) come home to "A Fist Full of Dollars" go Clint Eastwood!!