I think the concept of a "not the me, me" has real potential. In terms of defining one's actions and personality, it sort of sits right up there with the concepts of the ego and the id.

Did you do that? Well, one of me might have. Was that you? Hmmm, not the me, me. You see - Freud and Jung could have learned so much from the ramblings of the sixteen year-old mind!

Incidentally, in case you were wondering, Cleopatra doesn't actually appear in this comic, although Boadicea does. And if you thought Cedric was looking kind of horny ... ah rats - maybe Freud already knew everything there is to know about the sixteen year-old mind, after all!

On a separate note, pay particular attention to the "long letter". Most of these old comics of mine seem to wring what humour they have out of teenage wordplay and visual gags are few and far between. All the more reason to make the most of them when they do appear!