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The muse of verse made a very short visit; I haven't finished my sonnet. To be honest I don't like it. It's trite. I hadn't wanted to be trite, but poeming after years of prose is like trying to speak the French I learned in high school. I want to say something profound, and all I can manage is "Ou est la salle de bain?"

I may continue the effort. On the other hand, Mslexia goes back to short stories for their June deadline, and the theme is "Mirror, Mirror". It's got me thinking. At our local Tesco there are the reflective windows you can see from the tills, the room with one way glass where the staff keep an eye out for shoplifters. I saw a suspect being taken inside there once; a lot of kids roam the aisles of that Tesco on weekday nights. I'm also thinking of rear view mirrors, blind spot mirrors, powder compact mirrors, still ponds, puddles, the TV screen (when the TV is switched off). And people.

People, because I was thinking about the recent hoo-haw over Celebrity Big Brother. Was Shilpa Shetty a mirror to Jade Goody; did she remind Jade how, unlike Shilpa, she was not famous for her natural beauty, for being well-spoken or well-educated, but purely for an astounding ignorance? Is Shilpa what Jade wishes she was?

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