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13-JUL-2005	John Victor Cooper

The compass in my van spins wildly every time I pass this beacon.

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Dave Beedon		23-Nov-2006 06:28
Ian is dabbling in disinformation again:http://www.pbase.com/listorama/image/55931635 .

Ian Dalgliesh		22-Sep-2006 22:17
Ah,Dave Beedon,I knew I'd seen his name somewhere,he's goy an actual photo on his site of a T.A.R.D.I.S.

Dave Beedon		16-Feb-2006 02:23
This display has been linked to a similar one in Renton for purposes of education of team members. Only by sharing data and tactics among The Resistance can we prevail against "Them." Stay vigilant.

John Cooper		28-Dec-2005 09:46
You will hear this phrase daily on the streets of London. Usually in Polish, Hungarian, Czechoslovakian, Swahili, Chinese, Japanese, etc, etc, etc, etc,.........

Dave Beedon		28-Dec-2005 08:05
The English mind baffles me.

John Cooper		25-Dec-2005 11:32
This is a good idea. But after a lot of serious thought I decided not to.

Dave Beedon		24-Dec-2005 22:24
You could tape it to your forehead as a reminder to maintain the forehead photo record.

John Cooper		24-Dec-2005 00:46
Disorientation is normal for me. Agitation never, perhaps it could be one very big pill, difficult to lose, easy to find and use.

Dave Beedon		23-Dec-2005 22:53
The standard supply allows for accidental loss of a few tablets. Studies have shown that persons who are thinking of using such pills can get disoriented or greatly agitated, making it difficult to take a pill. It's common knowledge that only one is required to "do the job." Better to have too many pills than too few when one is faced with the horror of a mutant growth in one's forehead.

John Cooper		22-Dec-2005 20:14
Dave, I can't see myself using a second one. Make it a very small supply. My code response will be Farqueharson of Buccleuch. If the courier does not understand the correct pronunciation, he is doomed.

Dave Beedon		22-Dec-2005 10:55
Good work on the forehead documentation. Sorry that your doctor was uncooperative. My people will dispatch a supply to you immediately via covert courrier (American culture triumphs again!). They will be concealed in a dummy film card. Meet at an ornate storm drain on the third Tuesday after the next malfunction of the Thames Barrier. Code word: "trolley folly."

John Cooper		22-Dec-2005 10:11
Dave, Photographic record of my forehead has commenced. I started numbering at 999,999, this will confuse anybody who hacks into my records. They will spend a vast amount of time looking for the first million pictures. (Psyops training is paying off) I asked my doctor for some astronaut pills. He threw me out. His lack of sympathy was unbecoming for a man in his profession.

Dave Beedon		22-Dec-2005 08:46
John, considering that your are willing to place yourself in such danger, I would advise you to keep a daily photographic record of your forehead starting immediately. If a mutant growth appears there, your colleagues in The Battle will want to know what it looked like in its early stages (so that your suffering is not without some benefit to mankind). In addition, I think it prudent to equip yourself with the same type of pills that astronauts are supposed to have carried on space missions, which were to be used if they knew they were doomed. Need I say more?

John Cooper		20-Dec-2005 08:56
Dave I drive past this beacon once a week. I will keep a check on my bodily functions very carefully. Thanks for your concern.

Dave Beedon		20-Dec-2005 04:06
I just hope that the beacon is a device built by humans for the purpose of deceiving Aliens into believing this is a safe place for clandestine meetings. (When lured there they would be dispatched into oblivion, of course.) I advise you to keep away from this area lest a certain human bodily function is impaired.