Ooh look, it's all blue and lovely.

Just nod and smile, whilst walking slowly towards the (virtual) door…….

So basically I was once branded by my highly amusing and generally delightful ex- best friend (too traumatic to talk about) a computer nerd, so I figured that if I was soon to become a greasy introverted male with far too much free time and a tendency to mutter things about PC magazines to random people, I might as well do it in style. I doubt it will turn out too well, especially after seeing the much better attempts by people I kind of know, but it is a first try and at least there are no beer mats in sight. Love ya really, Matthew, even if your brother did knock me down when I was five.

As the making of this site has progressed, the Billie content has increased. My hatred for her is growing rapidly, so who knows, one day this might all be anti- Billie land. Until that happy day, be contented with the rest. And so, this is partly a Billie hate site, but I'm sure you won't mind as we'd all love to smack her round the head with a brick if we got the chance.

 

my my, that looks like the finger of a supermodel- type person with no faults or anything even remotely bad.

 So if you'd like to stay for a while, put your feet up on the imaginary chair, have a pretend chocolate biscuit (much less fattening, you'll thank me in the long run), I'd love to have you. I made a nice little list and everything. So come on, join the club, your friends will like you sooo much more.

So come on down. Do my Billie quiz. Wander round for a bit, admire the scenery. Hey, you can even have a picnic. But no trifle, as it is banned round these parts. Evil. Pure evil.

 

The Billie quiz. htm

Billie.htm

Lara Croft.htm

ooh scary.htm

Sunday.htm

Problem Page.htm

singalong with billie.ht m

Obsessive wonderings.htm

..\Sarah's stuff\web\index.htm

 

 

guestbook.htm

 

Knowing me, knowing you.htm

Why.htm

 

Nuffin much.htm

Love,hate,sex.htm

 

  P.S. Notice the lack of a proper family and friends page. I find it the most inane and boring thing ever, unless you know the people. So I'm saving your sanity by not mentioning the fact that my little sister can't formulate sentences properly, and instead of saying "Shut the door please", manages to come out with "Shuorease". She's not ill, just hasn't quite mastered the art of saying each word by itself. As a result I do many other things, but don't shut the door. A sad sad story. Plus, she went on a mad cleaning spree. Yup, I know, it's tragic.