October 22, 2003

Life imitates art.

Daddy told me look into the future,
sit at your computer, be a good girl.

A member of the pop group Girls Aloud was convicted yesterday of a drunken attack on a nightclub lavatory attendant.

And Mama said remember you're a lady,
think before you play and straighten your curls.

The pop singer Cheryl Tweedy was found guilty yesterday of punching a lavatory attendant at a nightclub after taking a handful of lollipops without paying.

Well everybody's talking like I'm crazy.
Danger is a lazy girl with no soul.

Witnesses described how the singer took lollies from a bowl in the lavatories and, when challenged by Mrs Amogbokpa, insisted that she did not have to pay for them.

But I've seen it all from where I'm hiding
baby cause I'm sliding out of control.

After Mrs Amogbokpa, 39, a part-time law student, stopped her from taking the lollipops without leaving the customary tip, Tweedy charged at her, the court was told.

Here I go, on the road, crank the stereo.
I flick my finger to the world below.
Here I am, dirty hands, I don't give a damn.
Shut your mouth and let's give a show.

Tweedy, 20, a member of the band Girls Aloud, gave Sophie Amogbokpa a black eye after drinking a substantial amount of alcohol at The Drink nightclub in Guildford, Surrey, on 11 January, Kingston Crown Court was told.

I don't need no good advice
I'm already wasted.

The prosecution said that Tweedy was drunk and “full of her own self-importance”.

I don't need some other life
cold and complicated.

She was sentenced to 120 hours of community service and ordered to pay her victim £500 in compensation and prosecution costs of £3,000.

I don't need no Sunday trips
to add sympathising.
I don't need no special fix
to anaesthetise me.

The court was told that shortly after Girls Aloud had topped the charts at Christmas with their debut single, Tweedy drank champagne in the VIP area of The Drink nightclub with Nicola Roberts, 18, a fellow band member.

Tweedy had drunk a cocktail of three vodkas, a glass of red wine, two glasses of champagne and a "shooter" of strong spirits.

Daddy always told me to remember,
leave the boys, till later, don't you drop down.
Mama said I'd never get to heaven,
hang out till eleven, with the wrong crowd.

The singer was found guilty of assault occasioning actual bodily harm but cleared of racially aggravated assault occasioning actual bodily harm.

Everybody's talking like I'm only
just another phony girl who can't play.
But I dig the music that i'm making
baby, and i'll break it into your brain.

Judge Richard Haworth told her: "This was an unpleasant piece of drunken violence which caused Sophie Amogbokpa pain and suffering. Her eye was painful for three or four weeks, there was bruising for three months and for a while she had blurred vision. You showed no remorse whatsoever."

Girls Aloud star found guilty of drunken attack (Patrick Barkham, The Times, 21 October 2003)
Pop star cleared of race charges, but court finds her guilty of assault (Arifa Akbar, The Independent, 21 October 2003)
No Good Advice, Girls Aloud.

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October 14, 2003

Love missile.

Saturday evening, in the Canberra suburbs. A crash of thunder, but there is no rain, and the noise is ongoing and rising in crescendo. "It's a pig doing a dump and burn," he says, and we all rush outside to see a long orange streak ascending against the dark of night.

It's the Australian High Court centenary celebrations. An F1-11 pilot lets out fuel that is lit by the exhaust of his thrusters; a manned firework rides a tail of flame.

Sigue Sigue Sputnik plays in my head. Shoot it up. Rock.

Low flying bombers spook Canberrans (The Age, 12 October 2003)
Canberra official condemns air force fly past on eve of Bali anniversary (Agence France-Press, 13 October 2003)

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Lloyd Wood (L.Wood@surrey.ac.uk)
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