Fell asleep watching the feckin' Turner Prize last night. (Most boring EVAH! Never thought I'd say this, but bring back Tracey Emin in a drunken frenzy-)Then, I couldn't sleep later on, of couse, and spent a dismal night squirmin' like a worm, trying to get in a comfortable position, obsessing about the Reaper, and listening to Tibetan throat singing and such on the World Service.
Got a copy of MORE DYKES TO WATCH OUT FOR from the Mind shop for 35p. All right! Also a book about travelling in Yugoslavia in the 70's, that mentions Pancevo twice, and has a fair bit about Belgrade, with lots of old photos.