<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347</id><updated>2009-03-01T22:29:21.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Vix's Little Place of Blah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-3546458821809554401</id><published>2007-03-09T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:23:56.299Z</updated><title type='text'>Things Wot Have Happened Since I Turned 27</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my New Year's Resolutions included communicating more and yet this is my first post of the year, and the first in 3 months! Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last time I've been a very busy bunny. I went for my interview in early December, waited until two days before Christmas to find out I'd got it, started the induction early February, had some excellent physical intervention / restraint training, and finally had my first day working in an autism college near the end of last month. I am officially a Residential Education Worker in a &lt;a href="www.beechwood-college.co.uk"&gt;college&lt;/a&gt; of around 25 autistic young adults, mostly male, who attend lessons and also mainly live there around the year. It's a lovely place surrounded by fields and near a beach, with a great emphasis on art, music and drama and physical activity. A good time of year to start, as it's starting to warm up now and in the summer hopefully there'll be lots of opportunities for hiking in the Welsh hills, adventure days and the usual activities they're all into now - walking, going to a movie, playing quazar and paintball, theatre trips, going to the animal farm, visiting restaurants or going to the pub... I'm putting the word out for a trip to the dry ski slope sometime! It's great to be actually on my feet for a living and using my brain. I'm awake for the first time in ages and really enjoying myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Kirchberg over a week ago was incredible! I'll post some photos soon, although I didn't take nearly enough! That's always what it's like when you go away on your own, you spend all your time making buddies and never recording the moment. Until the last night, that is, when I went off on one snapping every nanosecond. Great laughs though! Met some totally wicked people from around the globe and made great friends! After a week I excelled at the 4-inch-nail / sharp-end-of-the-hammer / log game in the Aussie run pub. I can't recommend that town highly enough. My fab snowboard instructor Niels had me twisting and turning and doing spirals within a day! I could only 'rutsch' when I got there. A couple of days in though, it was all over for me when I tripped backwards on a steep slope, and landed twice on my back (cuz I took off again in-between) on the compacted ice. Such paaaaaaaiiin. Poor Niels had to 'rutsch' me all the way down to the next chairlift and take me back up to the gondola. I refused mountain rescue. After a night of liberating Jaegermeisters, I tried again the next day but found I couldn't even make a single move. Took me forever to reach the chairlift, went back up for some pommes frites and a hot choccy, and asked the mountain rescue guy if the gondolas would be going back down that day. The way up had been blowing gales and they'd had to halt it for minutes at a time while we swung like monkeys around this mile-high cable. Scary. When we reached the top they told us that had been the last trip of the day. Eep! But Mr. Mountain Rescue then told us they had another trip down planned in exactly 7 minutes. I told him in pig's German that I was injured and would never make it, so he zoomed us on his skidoo all the way over to the gondolas! Best fun ever! The next day was spent bumming round town and drinking hot chocolates. I did buy Austrian chocolates to bring home as presents, but scoffed them all myself! What you don't know won't hurt you Dad, you never read this anyway!! x x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad news is that my beautiful little 21 year old kitten Heidi died last month. I never expected to be so overcome, but I was totally heartbroken. She was having trouble going to the loo, and we took her to the vet. He congratulated her on how amazing she looked for such an old lady, and took her overnight for a bit of a 'clearout'. But the next day my mum called me and said she actually had a tumour. It was too big and she was too old to do anything about it. We collected her and took her home for the afternoon, gave her lots of little treats and cuddles before we had to take her back. When we took her home again we put her in a leafy little spot in the garden and she now has two little pots of miniature daffodils there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all my news for now. Next up is e-mailing everyone I've missed in the last couple of weeks! But for now, I have to get ready to be in work at 3pm, so I'm going to go and find me shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vix x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-3546458821809554401?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/3546458821809554401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=3546458821809554401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/3546458821809554401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/3546458821809554401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2007/03/things-wot-have-happened-since-i-turned.html' title='Things Wot Have Happened Since I Turned 27'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-116432126304220167</id><published>2006-11-23T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:39:31.523Z</updated><title type='text'>Almost 27!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe on Tuesday I'll officially be in my late 20s. Or does that not come until 27.5? Or was I already at 26.6666? Can't I still stay mid for a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been wicked busy, but fun! I've finished the theory side of my course and sat the exam (I find out how I did in a few weeks time), started the practical today which was immensely scary, ditched working again two weeks ago, got an interview for a hopefully nicer job next week, booked a small cheapy trip to a hostel in the mountains in a couple of months to try out my beautiful new snowboard wot I bought (yay! a pretty &lt;a href="http://www.k2snowboards.com/boards/board.asp?productid=26"&gt;K2 &lt;/a&gt;which also donates some profits to Breast Cancer Care - good fuzzy feeling), saw Pink in concert (oh... wow...!) and watched my avocado trees grow another few inches! Although Armando lost his first four baby teeth recently, giving him only 5 leaves total, where Alonso has about 18 already! Can't believe they're brothers sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also being chauffeur to my Mum at the mo, since she shattered her meniscus cartilage in her knee and needs keyhole surgery and a hoover. So we drove down to Canterbury (soooo pretty!) to visit big bro Ben and wifey Sandrine who were celebrating their 5th anniversary a year and a month early (while making the most of Sandrine's sabbatical from Melbourne Uni and visiting the family all over UK and France, and holding a party as close to where the two countries meet as poss!) They'd hired half a pub for the evening but we bumped into most of the family during the day already, just wandering around town. We found Anna, Ellie and Lydia in Canterbury Cathedral, immediately got the giggles and almost got chucked out by the serious man in the high-vis sash. Then we partied all night and spent the next morning and afternoon in nearby Whitstable, recovering on the beach with a picnic of cheese and wine and cake, mmmmm. It was also Sandrine's mum's 70th birthday so we had bubbly too! Apart from me (designated driver - made it up with extra cheese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and bro &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473198/"&gt;Benji &lt;/a&gt;and his new(ish) dreadlocks! ... with his belle &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473200/"&gt;épouse &lt;/a&gt;... The &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304483354/"&gt;parents &lt;/a&gt;(Mum with silly pout, Maurice and Genevieve) outside Canterbury hostel (PS - what a breakfast!) ... Winner of the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304483349/"&gt;ugliest &lt;/a&gt;face competition ... &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473201/"&gt;Canterbury Cathedral gate &lt;/a&gt;... the downstairs &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473202/"&gt;crypt &lt;/a&gt;of forbidden photography ... Solemn message of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304483344/"&gt;prayer &lt;/a&gt;left by my little minx of a cousin Lydia ... Sunset mode pays off at &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473205/"&gt;Whitstable&lt;/a&gt; harbour ... &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304483357/"&gt;Boaty &lt;/a&gt;photie ... RANDOM EXTRA: 21 year old &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/304473190/"&gt;Heidi &lt;/a&gt;after her bath (hee hee!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes even after selecting 'crap' mode on my camera this blog still doesn't want to accept any more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I will pop to the local pig / goose / goat farm where they build things and feed things and run educational things for kids and always want volunteers and I'm going to try and see if I can spend the next few weeks with them here and there in between fitness thingies and driving jobs and dentist appointments (there are boringly practical advantages to skiving as well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-116432126304220167?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/116432126304220167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=116432126304220167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116432126304220167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116432126304220167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/11/almost-27.html' title='Almost 27!'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-116242293244550837</id><published>2006-11-01T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:41:27.186Z</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found ourselves a newly opened rock club, on the banks of the River Taff, heavily draped in cobwebs and other ghoulish things and full to the brim with cheesy Axls and aspiring &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209346/"&gt;Slashes&lt;/a&gt;, mostly dressed in a costume that would allow them a prop to play air guitar on. Scythes, swords and chunky axes. It was sooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209312/"&gt;witch doctor&lt;/a&gt;, complete with feathers in my hair, strings of teeth around my neck, wooden spoon / magical skull spear, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209319/"&gt;chocolate eyeballs&lt;/a&gt;, and a papier mache bone thru nose which kept falling in my beer. Angharad was a &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209324/in/photostream/"&gt;little devil &lt;/a&gt;with glittery horns and tie, Dan and Paul made the greatest effort and bought last minute capes and horns for 97p in the local shop, to become her &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209340/in/photostream/"&gt;minions&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We giggled at everyone, ate lots of sweets they were giving away (the lollies were 'orrible and we decorated the little &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/286209353/in/photostream/"&gt;skull man &lt;/a&gt;instead) and drank some weak beers. I love Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-116242293244550837?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/116242293244550837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=116242293244550837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116242293244550837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116242293244550837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-116128801688728330</id><published>2006-10-19T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:00:16.903Z</updated><title type='text'>The King's Shilling</title><content type='html'>Well not quite, but I have been called up to perform my civil duties as a member of a Jury in December. I got a big fat ludicrously PINK letter through the post, which got me all excited until I saw what it actually was. Not that I wouldn't love to do it, I'm actually looking forward to it lots, problem is it's going to &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; interfere with my fitness course, so I'm going to have to beg them to change it over to next year. Hopefully not to clash with any other sort of silly plans I have for the next 12 months after. You're not having my Mayan Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is my temporary assignment offered me a full time post. Bad news is I turned it down because it'll get in the way of my doing valuable things with my time, hee hee! I can't wait to start doing my own thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I got 27 out of 30 in my mock test yesterday at school! You only need 24 to pass the exam and we haven't even finished the course yet! Although, I still need to bone up on bones. But I'm a whizz with those muscles and energy systems! I had a cup of tea to celebrate when I got home, and used the mug that said 'I'm not perfect but I'm so close it scares me'  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so wet and cold today my bones are wobbling, so I'm going to have a hot bath and read my book. See you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-116128801688728330?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/116128801688728330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=116128801688728330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116128801688728330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116128801688728330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/10/kings-shilling.html' title='The King&apos;s Shilling'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-116039481763726875</id><published>2006-10-09T11:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-09T11:53:37.646Z</updated><title type='text'>I Love Christmas</title><content type='html'>I just got the 'Christmas Feeling' over the weekend. We went out to a gorgeous tiny village pub with some friends, Andrew &amp; Sarah, and had a proper homely dinner. I had roast potatoes and leek sausages and lots of red wine and a gorgeous cheesecake for pud, and a hot chocolate and Baileys after that. It was incredible! My fantasy dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we all started talking Christmas! We're hoping for snow (eep!) and we'll be getting up morning-time, opening our stockings, having a Baileys for brekkie, opening up one prezzie, going for a walk down to the park, building snowmen (hope!), maybe popping in the local to wish everyone Merry Christmas over a beer or two, coming back and starting on lunch over another Baileys and some festive music, sitting to watch the Queen's speech while opening a couple more prezzies and throwing wrapping paper balls at her majesty when she starts on, then we'll eat our dinner, have a nap, wake up and make mulled wine and watch the Eastenders Christmas Special, cry, pick at leftovers &amp; crackers and cheese &amp;amp; pistachios &amp; booze, open another prezzie, play a board game, snooze, do the dishes, sit down and feel fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it sound lovely? That's how to do Christmas, Christmas-style. Next year, Mayan style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vix x x x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-116039481763726875?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/116039481763726875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=116039481763726875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116039481763726875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/116039481763726875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-christmas.html' title='I Love Christmas'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115990607936629686</id><published>2006-10-03T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:07:59.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Aaaaaaah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/AAAAAAAAA%21"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115990607936629686?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115990607936629686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115990607936629686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115990607936629686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115990607936629686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/10/aaaaaaah.html' title='Aaaaaaah!'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115792011902002352</id><published>2006-09-10T18:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:23:46.973Z</updated><title type='text'>Howdy!</title><content type='html'>I've been gone a while, but thankfully chucked in a hellish job and now have no employment to get in the way of my yapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few weeks, and after lots of chopping and changing and courses being rescheduled, I think I've finally sorted out a plan for the coming year or so. So hopefully I'm off to Boston soon to get my first Pilates qualification, and following that up in Spring with Pilates 2 in either NY or Boston again! I may even do a quick course here just to allow me to join the Register of Exercise Professionals, which is useful for insurance, etc. Unfortunately it means spending another year here before I can get away properly for my Central American trip! I may as well avoid the hurricanes etc and leave October 07. But I'll try and get away somewhere else in between now and then to stay sane. I've decided it's 'proper job' time now, because I can't be temping for another 13 months! Cross your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway it seems I've used my total photo quoto! So I'll just bung 'em on Flickr. News-wise, Mum came back home last weekend, and I jump started my mini from her car in order to pick her up from Cardiff bus station in the middle of the night. Stupid car. And then we didn't leave for another hour while we tried to find help for a distressed lady my mum found there. She'd only just become homeless and could barely speak English and was shivering from fear. The police were so unhelpful and rude. Hopefully she at least got some shelter from them that night and was helped the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we sat up all night at home drinking probably about eight cups of tea, while Mum blabbered on about her trip and showed me all her crazy African artefacts. This place is littered with big and little trinkets from all over the globe, it's turning into quite an eccentric house of knickknacks, with the addition now of all my porcelain chicken buses, volcanic rocks, worry dolls, giant toucans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved my surprise: A brand newly restored Victorian hallway floor! She wasn't expecting it at all actually, which is nice, and I'm glad it all worked out in time, cuz it ended up so pretty. I gradually ripped up all the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241400421/"&gt;vinyl &lt;/a&gt;floor tiles, glued down with the most stubborn ick ever created, and cleaned up the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241370102/"&gt;crud&lt;/a&gt; bit by bit. It took me about an hour every four tiles, and eventually destroyed one iron (apparently she wanted a new one anyway!). Those things wouldn't come up unless I practically burned through the tile and melted the ick enough to lose it's stick. I've got arms like Mr T now, honest! Then I went through just over 3 bottles of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241370104/"&gt;meths &lt;/a&gt;to remove the ick. I also acted all clueless down at my building site, and they donated me a load of grey grout and gripfill, and I relaid some tiles that had popped out. One patch was missing a whole lots, and I managed to find them just slipping down a hole going underfloor, inside the electricity box along the wall! So I worked out how to make them fit and plopped them all back in and regrouted the whole floor. That was fun! Then I totally scrubbed the meths residue away, left for three days and used a special polish the night my Mum was due home and got the whole thing &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241370105/"&gt;gleaming&lt;/a&gt;. We finally left the dining room and went off to bed at 4.20am, and she noticed! Hee hee! So I need another project now. That'll be the loft - making a bit of a cute room up there for myself for the next year, and clearing some stuff out for a car boot sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My auntie Anna and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241370108/"&gt;Els &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/68552512@N00/241370109/"&gt;Lyd &lt;/a&gt;came back down for about a week too, just before Mum came back. It was great! We had another band practice - we're getting much better and far more tuneful! We walked down to the beach and had ice cream, navigated the swans, smashed rocks on the cliffs, looking for fossils, watched the skaters injure themselves at the ramp park and got blown about and sleepy in time to go home and nap. Seriously! Also spent some time down at Cosmeston Park where all the prettiest dogs get walked. Had more ice cream - or a blue squishee in Els' case..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all the excitement is over it's time to apply for some proper meaningful employment! I'll let you know how I get on. The last job I had is honestly the first one I've ever had to quit - I've put up with lots of jobs where people have walked out after one day, and I've stuck it out til the end. I thought I was made of steel. But this one broke me totally. I've broken my run of stubbornness that I was so proud of. I seriously couldn't take another day. No talking, no breathing, no eating with cutlery, no looking away from the screen, no toilet break (without suspicion), no drinking from bottles, no minesweeper or Internet, no singing, no sighing. I'm serious! I was really only joking about the breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios for now. Lossa love!&lt;br /&gt;Vix x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115792011902002352?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115792011902002352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115792011902002352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115792011902002352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115792011902002352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/09/howdy.html' title='Howdy!'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115646832516371131</id><published>2006-08-25T01:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:12:05.173Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh I'm So Tired...</title><content type='html'>I have to go to bed. 02.04am.... eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just had to tell you about Alonso, whose leaves are big and soft as puppies ears, and Armando who just refuses to grow, but is healthy anyway. Photos another time. Like you're interested....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you HAVE to be interested. Cuz these things are important. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115646832516371131?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115646832516371131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115646832516371131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115646832516371131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115646832516371131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-im-so-tired.html' title='Oh I&apos;m So Tired...'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115530804990137604</id><published>2006-08-11T13:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:54:09.940Z</updated><title type='text'>Wales Returns to it's Drizzly Cold Self</title><content type='html'>Good news, I haven't been got by the heatwave...! Not even had much time to enjoy it, more's the pity. And no sooner did Cameron ask, and the sky closed down under thick ugly grey stuff and it's been spitting mucky rain for two days! It's dropped down to a poopy 12°C, putting an end to 2 months of incredible sunshine and I've had to dig out all my snuggly jumpers. But I've rediscovered the one with ears and paws, which is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've almost finished building the all-important mezzanine level into the Tesco store here in Merthyr, so I'll be surplus to requirements soon. I'm looking into a few other things for now, but I'm not telling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying a lot of skiving time before, but it's been too busy lately, where it's all a panic trying to complete this silly supermarket in time. However, I'm trying to look busy at the moment, and pretending I have a lot on my plate, so I can e-mail my Mum in Africa, research a nice new 60 litre rucksack, and finally add another message on here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my aunt Anna and two cousins visiting the week before last, which was great! I hadn't seen them in 5 years, since a birthday party at which I was dressed as 'Like A Virgin' Madonna and they girls were both quite little - but they still recognised who I was supposed to be, which I was very impressed about! Ellie and Lydia are now 13 and 9! Wow! We had lots of pizza, saw Pirates of the Caribbean 2, and also organised our own little concert in the junk room one evening. I dug out my old clarinet (eep!), Els managed to dust off the Old Joanna, and Anna was on violin. Lydia was the indomitable composer/conductress, and didn't half tell us off if we went wrong..! Hopefully they'll be back really soon, for our next rehearsal :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was the Big Weekend in Cardiff, with plenty of music and not enough fireworks. I managed to catch Los Pacaminos, which means nothing at all, but is a fun cheesy Mexican style band fronted by Paul Young. That was muchos fun.  The Council must have forked out quite a bit for him, as they really had to skimp on the pyrotechnics afterwards. Always my favourite part! Last year they had beautiful fireworks that exploded in big heart-shapes... how do they do that?!! And I also had the most amazing baked potato with cheese and beans from a polystyrene dish. Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel  snooze on the train coming. Going to close my eyes and pull my ears over my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115530804990137604?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115530804990137604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115530804990137604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115530804990137604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115530804990137604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/08/wales-returns-to-its-drizzly-cold-self.html' title='Wales Returns to it&apos;s Drizzly Cold Self'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115323708720808282</id><published>2006-07-18T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-20T11:06:30.480Z</updated><title type='text'>Scorchio!</title><content type='html'>Today is the hottest day EVER in the UK since time began. Well since records began. It reached over 38º, which I personally think is quite crap for a 'record' but hey. Meanwhile, I'm working in a tin hut on a building site, roasting away like a Christmas Turkey, with an oscillating fan on top speed in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little Valley town of Merthyr Tydfil used to bring the iron down on the railways to Cardiff and Barry Docks for export around the world, until nobody wanted it anymore. Now it is famously the sick-note capital of the UK, with an incredible rate of unemployment and an outrageous illness record. In fact everyone I've met here so far is from somewhere else. All the builders and site managers are Scousers or Yorkshiremen, and then there's me. A lady I met on a park bench at lunchtime the other day is from Sheffield and says she doesn't know what she's doing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few interesting facts about Merthyr Tydfil:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Clive Sinclair built his crazy C5 disaster vehicle here in the Hoover washing machine factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Researchers testing an angina treatment here stumbled upon an unexpected side-effect that would later form a new drug known as Viagra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gurnos Housing Estate is located here, and at the time of building was the biggest social housing project in the world; now the most notorious, with a violent reputation and more recently was the scene of a murder hunt leading back decades. The 'babies in the attic' search was instigated by local police after repairs being done to one house by the council uncovered a suitcase containing a tiny skeleton, and more were found after tracing the owners' following addresses to the present day. The estate is due to be demolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I managed to sneakily download Dizzy Prince of the Yolkfolk today and get as far as the castle and collect the harp. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a down-note, I think Tesco has boycotted Pepsi Max forever, so I'm making do with cold water and aforementioned oscillating fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love... Vix! x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115323708720808282?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115323708720808282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115323708720808282' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115323708720808282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115323708720808282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/07/scorchio.html' title='Scorchio!'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115257087432217748</id><published>2006-07-10T21:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:55:48.790Z</updated><title type='text'>Views from my Window</title><content type='html'>Silly really, but I wanted to post a couple of pics I've taken from this spot&lt;br /&gt;by the PC. Oh and one from the garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the water men coming out to finally attempt to fix a leak that is slowly eroding the outside wall. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/1600/CIMG1616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/320/CIMG1616.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like good old fashioned buckets to remedy this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swiftly re-tarmaced the pavement and road and went on their merry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pavement is still peeing dirty water everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/1600/CIMG1629.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/320/CIMG1629.1.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful sunset over the off-licence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You missed the guy earlier, who runs the place, sunbathing outside in only his underpants, in front of the passing traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/1600/CIMG1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/1600/CIMG1654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="255" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/320/CIMG1654.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alonso and Armando, loving their new pots!&lt;br /&gt;Armando on the right just wants to be tall, but Alonso is all about the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to go to bed. I started a new job today after just three hours sleep and tomorrow I want to be able to stay awake behind my desk after eating my 11am Welsh cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night! x x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115257087432217748?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115257087432217748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115257087432217748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115257087432217748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115257087432217748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/07/views-from-my-window.html' title='Views from my Window'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115152821872590807</id><published>2006-06-28T20:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:56:58.740Z</updated><title type='text'>Will I Ever Get A Job?</title><content type='html'>I've spent the past five days sending my CV to a whole bunch of job agencies to get some temp work, but it seems their electronic form is just for show, seeing as they don't know what I'm talking about when I ring. So yesterday I put on some smart clobber (eep) and I went and called on them in their offices. I spent an hour and a half in one place, sitting two typing tests and filling in EIGHT forms! They seem the most promising place to find work through, the only problem being they think they can slot me back in the last place I worked for. I smiled and said that would be marvellous. Dammit. Good thing I didn't say all those things I meant to as I left in December. Might be tempting to do it this time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is I whiled away a good hour huddled in the bookshop between appointments, and read LOADS of the Da Vinci Code! I'm now more than half way through! Want to finish it before I see the film. I just can't seem to read at home, not when I'm flicking channels for Dog the Bounty Hunter, or looking at eco-farms in Central America on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here, watching the sun set over the off-licence, and I just found a really fun &lt;a href="http://flashface.ctapt.de/"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt;. I keep trying to create faces of people I know but they all end up looking like Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vix x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115152821872590807?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115152821872590807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115152821872590807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115152821872590807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115152821872590807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/06/will-i-ever-get-job.html' title='Will I Ever Get A Job?'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115058711649275903</id><published>2006-06-17T21:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:31:56.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Guacamole Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/1600/CIMG1572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1557/3192/320/CIMG1572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I had good news! The two avocado stones I started growing in beerglasses a couple of months back have finally got roots AND shoots now, so I've planted them in pots and hopefully in ten years time I will be reaping the fruits of my labour. I can wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at the piccies! I've decided to name them Alonso and Armando. I'll let you know how they get on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Vix x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115058711649275903?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115058711649275903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115058711649275903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115058711649275903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115058711649275903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/06/guacamole-garden.html' title='Guacamole Garden'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29864347.post-115057571049454101</id><published>2006-06-17T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:21:50.503Z</updated><title type='text'>My First Post</title><content type='html'>Hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just set up this blog! Now I can chuck all those little everyday happenings up on here, in case anyone wants to read about them. First piece of exciting news coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv Vix x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29864347-115057571049454101?l=vixieblah.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/feeds/115057571049454101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29864347&amp;postID=115057571049454101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115057571049454101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29864347/posts/default/115057571049454101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vixieblah.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post'/><author><name>Vix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10469315441167510750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16232749109489597802'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>