On 11 Feb 2013 19:52:52 GMT, "*C:0.S'M\"o_'S."
<binsluminnice@some.com> wrote:
>HMS Victor Victorian <victorvictorian@hushunomail.com> wrote in
>news:2keih85uiu07v4cfotj7cn9iq2sq10c9rm@4ax.com:
>
>> On Mon, 11 Feb 2013 17:30:53 +0100, "BE"
>> <urpsglurps@ponyexpress.nomail> wrote:
>>
>>>Thank you very much for sharing!
>>>
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>>
>> Dear BE,
>>
>> You are quite welcome! I do so appreciate comments ... rather than
>> the empty echo of deserted corridors!
>>
>> Sincerely,
>> HMS Victor Victorian
>> God Save the Queen.
>> God Bless the Prince of Wales.
>> God Preserve the Windsors.
>> Rule Britannia!
>
>Ah the empty echo from the corridors, Immediate recollections of the slow
>lonely trudge to the headmasters study.
>So master !*!* what excuse this time!
>
>Thanks for the story Victor.
>
>Have you ever ventured to the Nifty archive?
>
>have you lodged any of your works there? they welcome submissions, sadly
>the illustrations, would preclude their current form.
>I also had an account at Hush TOS'T despite my carefully nurtured
>attention each 12 days, only 6 incoming text mails its entire lifetime.
>Very strange!
>expect it was the one message to kiddyboy that did for it
>Ho Hum!
>Cos
Dear Cosmos,
You are very welcome ... and thank YOU!
Yes. Very curious indeed. I lost my Hush account suddenly (is there
any other way?) for no perceivable reason, and only later discovered
that several others suffered a similar fate. Of course, I then
thought perhaps our illustrious Canadian firm was targeting accounts
that they perceived were dabbling in subjects verboten.
As a form of confession, I will admit that, when I lost the account, I
immediately wondered if I shouldn't have taken your advice regarding
PGP!
Of course, I have all my Nigel tales as simple text, but I haven't
submitted them anywhere else except at naughty-boy and prettyboy. I
am hesitant to submit them to Nifty, primarily because the authors
there seem so prolific and talented, that my feeble efforts would
suffer in comparison.
As a student, I was a timid lad and very seldom made that long echoing
walk to the executioner's ... I mean Headmaster's ... only twice, when
I was caught reading a magazine in chorus class (of no salacious
nature, I assure you) and when sequestered for tossing stones at the
passing bell. I was eleven at the time, and I can tell you I was
horrified both times.
Most Sincerely,
V
God Save the Queen.
God Bless the Prince of Wales.
God Preserve the Windsors.
Rule Britannia!
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