Free booze to help our swell members swell our membership

So already we have a subscription bordering network hanging capacity, but the Lady Mayoress in her infinite wisdom decided that we all have to get together to push the membership into the 100's! So she has decided to look into some rather moderne marketing methods she picked up a luncheon the other day and offer a box of Country Manor to person who refers the most new subscribers. Just pass this email on to a group of friends and tell them they need to fill in that Subscribe me box. Furthermore for the 101th Subscriber they can touch the Alan Bennett signed bookmark and enjoy a glass of county manor with the lady herself if they choose to.

If that wasn't enough she has set in forth 'Project Out and about in Armley' and Jam Siren has now got to go and interview for your delectation respectable Armley citizens and find out what they are up to. So she asks that you kindly reply with nominations of who you would like to find out more about. Expect a regular featurette of all that is most random and loveable, Jam Siren will not be interviewing anybody who hangs out in Charlie Cake park in the dark.
Speaking of Charlie Cake Park, do you remember the Mekons? They wrote a song about it and here are the lyrics. (Like what she did there?)

Charlie Cake Park

Like an identification parade
Feel like death while the children grow
A young grey face in the shade of the Armley P.O.
Pushing prams or walking sticks
Getting the money from under glass
clothes don't fit too well
Down in Charlie Cake park
You can hardly walk on your heels
stagger out blind between the bikes and cars
Frozen in the headlights glare down on Suicide Road
Walking under ladders for a living
You know we should be running round the pubs and bars
We know we'll never go short
And we'll never grow tall
In a flat above the chemists
Andy and Claire are dressing to kill
But they don't come out till after dark
In Charlie Cake park
You can't avoid the broken glass -
When you're ground and weathered like a stone
leaving footprints in the mud like the words on a grave
So unlikely so mundane
Scatter breadcrumbs in the rain
With a paper bag for a mask
In Charlie Cake park
as the chronic illness brews
We know we should feel a fraud
But the whole place never moves
And nothing will change

visit www.mekons.com for more info, and possibly a sound clip, although we can't get our machine to play it.

NEWS FLASH
HE-RE Estate agents moving into Armley, the gentrification has begun!
Sommerfield stock Westons Organic Cider shocker
Bad dog from St Ives Grove hunted down by dog wardens- keep your dogs in if they are nice
Armley youths cannot dampen great OXJAM night at Interplay Theatre.