Tuesday 14th January 2003 Issue 5

ARSONISTS’ STRIKE PLANNED

Dear Ethel...

Dear Ethel,
I can’t spell my name, please help!
Yours, Janet.

Dear Clare,
The fit will pass with time and you’ll learn to spell your name again. If not, it’s probably best to practise writing a name you know you can spell, and then go down to the local registry office and change your name to that. ‘Aneurin’ is always popular, and confuses immigration authorities, or Perhaps ‘Benedict Arnold’, after the noble British Patriot of the American Revolution. I used to be Robert Newgate back in the 80s, but I had a name change and I haven’t looked back! Hope that helps, darling!

Ethel x

Life’s little niggles getting you down? Life’s big niggles putting you in danger of messy suicide? E-mail Ethel, before it’s too late!

The government was rocked by another industrial dispute today, as arsonists voted to walk out of their jobs in five days’ time. Since Labour came to power, of course, they have suffered fuel disputes and, more recently, a fire strike. Now the arsonists are jumping on the bandwagon with a plan to lose a month’s wages, in exchange for nothing. How original.

Passenger Spoke to the leader of the Arsonist Union, Marvin Wilcox, and asked him what the Hell he was playing at. “Basically,” he ranted, “Arsonists have terrible working conditions, these days. We demand better pay, shorter working hours and a change to the uniform. It’s at least 15 years out of fashion, and to be quite honest, it’s dangerous to have my members lighting fires in neon green shellsuits!”

The strike is planned to begin at 9pm on Monday, and will see a mass walkout from Arsonist Headquarters across the country. The members of the AU will be picketing for three days, and will no doubt be seen clustered round braziers for warmth. Under the terms of their strike, of course, they will not be able to start fires in the braziers, “but the look of the thing is important,” said Wilcox.

Negotiations have, according to leading arsonists, reached a standstill. The government takes an altogether lighter view of affairs; “At first, we were getting on like a house on fire,” said one cliché-doctor, “I don’t see why we can’t resolve this crisis without anyone getting their fingers burnt.”

Fizz, crackle, pop
We just won’t get fires of this quality without reform to the arson system.

The government demanded the arsonists modernise before gaining the 90% pay raise they currently demand. “We don't ask much, we just want to reform arsonists’ working practices. Some forces are still using petrol and newspaper, for God’s sake! This is the 20th Century, and the government will not bow down to Union pressure until the Arsonists promise to convert to using firelighters and increase the time they spend training.”

Stand-ins!

Thus the strike seems set to go ahead, with football hooligans on standby to torch buildings whilst the Arsonists are on strike. This will of course take hooligans away from their main tasks of fighting the police and throwing toilet rolls at foreigners.

Concerns have also been raised as to the state of the hooligans’ equipment, mostly ‘Green Goddess’ novelty fireworks from the 1950s, but as neither side shows any sign of backing down, the public will simply have to wait, and hope, that a settlement will be reached, and that they will soon wake to the reassuring sound of a Molotov Cocktail smashing though the living-room window.

KTAB - news hot off the press found cold in the bath

Shrewsbury Thrash Everton in
FA Cup

Another small-town club have, most probably by complete fluke, made their way a good way up the FA Cup, as one manages every year. Shrewsbury Town, a shoddy half-arsed excuse for a football team from Shropshire, last week defeated Premier League side Everton.

This occurrence, in accordance with the laws of probability, is fairly regular, since we have so many crap football clubs that it would be nigh-on impossible for one random entrant not to make it a reasonable way up the championship on

an annual basis.

However, the usual local furoré has ensued, with souvenir T-shirts and other colourful crap being freely distributed around the town.

“It was the most amazing event of my life,” said Professor Francis Bargle, an unlikely Shrewsbury supporter, “I never thought I’d see a side like Everton play at a ground with a name like ‘Gay Meadow’.” Playing on home turf was seen by many supporters to be a key advantage for Shrewsbury, despite the silly name; “I’m fairly sure I heard some Everton fans shouting ‘up the

Shrewsbury at Gay Meadow’, or something,” speculates Bargle.

Everton supporters are uniformly disappointed with their side’s performance. “We were robbed,” said one Scouser, carrying three lamp-posts, a bicycle pump and a bench with a ‘Shrewsbury & Atcham Borough Council’ plaque on it.

Shrewsbury’s next clash is due to be with another Premier League side, Chelsea, and, in accordance with the laws of probability, they’ll lose that just as certainly as a random team had to win the week before.

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