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Thursday, 15 May 2008


To Dark Puss:

Dark Puss, this is absolutely amazing, thank you for sharing! I see where its common name derives from but it reminds me also of a flower as well, and more precisely of a poppy, probably due to its shape and colour too.
I spend almost an hour reading, and browsing, and clicking on the links of this website. It's very interesting and I now understand... My - non scientific - conclusion then is that Dark Puss decides to take the dark lane when he doesn't want to take the Milky Way. That's why he sometimes drinks coffee.
For those who want to see a dark lane, it's here:
And why isn't a cat free to skip from a spiral galaxy to a lenticular galaxy?

Do Lindsay and Glo know of NGC 6543? It is looking down on you! See and for more explanation (Including its "common" name).

Dark Puss

Oh! Dark Puss liked Drinking coffee elsewhere? It was probably the day he couldn't find the Milky Way.

Z Z Packer sounds more like a rap music singer name to me.

Speaking of short stories, I read recently "Cross Channel" by Julian Barnes and liked most of the stories. Much more conventionnal though.

"Brownies" is a wonderful start to this book, I'm glad you liked it. I felt I was reading an important new young writer whose voice, to me, was quite different and refreshing from almost everything else I have read in the last few years. I hope your other readers will also feel motivated to pick this one up and read it. I borrowed it from my local public library which is also an encouraging sign.

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