Sadie Thatcher — "I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!"

Sadie (18) has wavy, chaotic hair which is a natural shade of warm copper, eyes which tend towards green but often vary, and good teeth (the result of formative years of much-hated braces). Freckles slightly in summer weather. She is extremely open-minded, faintly bi-curious, and gets immensely frustrated by apathetic people and bigots. Maintains a weekend job at a local Virgin Megastore, dealing with customers with a natural confidence and sunny disposition. She's a lover of other people's cats, both a people and animal person, but has a lingering childhood fear of large dogs. Her older brother (20) lives out at university, and they maintain a cordially sarcastic but affectionate relationship. Mother works locally as a librarian; father handles out-sourcing to payroll firms and small-business networks. Her favourite colour is green.

Sartorially, she prefers hand-embroidered knee-length skirts over jeans (mostly flared), sloganised white t-shirts, and red DMs (Doc Martens). Rarely seen without a much-loved Yoda character-shaped backpack… the material around his ears is a little worn, but there's life in the "wise lil' green guy" yet. The t-shirts tend toward a liberal political activism, being anti-sexist, pro-freedom of speech, or simply funny and/or thoughtful. People have generally given up making cracks at her surname, on account of her outspoken and evident ideologies, cheery grin, and occasional right-hook.

Mildly technophobic but gets by with computers for the odd essay and e-mail. A fan of Sylvia Plath, Douglas Adams and Colin Dexter. Enjoys any music which isn't "trite, patronising, or outright corporate whoredom!" Currently single and enjoying the break, with half an eye on a fellow English Lit student (who shares similar university aspirations.) Drinks far too much percolated black coffee and knows it. Cooks a mean bolognese (no, not a vegetarian, at least not for a few years now.) Is given to the occasional lapse of sanity regarding smoking when in pubs and with friends who do, but jogs, exercises and swims on a fairly regular basis, which she feels serves somewhat to cancel out her worse habits. Is slowly learning to drive.

Hmmm… what else to add? Sadie has a small tattoo of an Irish shamrock on her left shoulder underneath her bra strap, the result of a stoned bet which remains a secret from most who know her. Refuses to wear jewellery (and somewhat regrets the tattoo). She holds a strong dislike for forms of Japanimation which infantilise women and sexualise schoolgirls. Owns a couple of videos of German hardcore pornography. Has never touched any drugs apart from the very occasional joint with company (actually, avoids most pharmaceutical "concoctions" wherever possible, and would rather have an orgasm than an aspirin.) Is not fond of mobile phones, but tolerates a simple black-facia'd Nokia "for use in emergencies — as a projectile, Mom!"

Cuddly toys are kept to a reasonable minimum, more those of younger years than of latter. Room generally looks tidy but busy, with papers and books occupying floor and surfaces, and more books and a modest selection of cosmetics arranged across shelves alongside an eclectic CD collection. Watches a fair mix of TV but "wouldn't really miss it if the transmitters decided they needed a good, long rest from Neighbours and its UK ilk!" Does adore music television, and would like to play electric guitar given the time and any discovered proficiency. Maybe at university…