As I said in a previous post, I spent Friday afternoon phoning students who hadn't appeared at the first session of the course. Taking a brief break and looking over the comments I'd written on the printout of names, I was puzzled to see that one student was "undeaded". For a moment my mind went spinning off into a wild fantasy, seeing a zombie Bluebottle chasing a terrifed Neddy Seagoon and crying, "You rotten swines! you undeaded me!" And then, to my disappointment, I realised it was merely "undecided"