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rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/18/diet-and-exercise-plan-week-three-7403292/"><default:title>Diet and exercise plan... week three</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/18/diet-and-exercise-plan-week-three-7403292/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-18T00:08:30+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Okay, week one consisted of a 2.6mile run. End of week one.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Week two consisted of removal of almost all crap from diet. No sweets, no crisps, no sugary shite of any kind. And a run of 2.6 miles&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Week three, removal of shit as above, replacement of sweet stuff with low fat yogurt. 2.6 mile run. Hopefully, upper body exercises should be a feature on thursday.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Week four will start the portion control section of the diet. I may be really hungry by this time next week.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/18/diet-and-exercise-plan-week-three-7403292/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay, week one consisted of a 2.6mile run. End of week one.</p>
	<p>Week two consisted of removal of almost all crap from diet. No sweets, no crisps, no sugary shite of any kind. And a run of 2.6 miles</p>
	<p>Week three, removal of shit as above, replacement of sweet stuff with low fat yogurt. 2.6 mile run. Hopefully, upper body exercises should be a feature on thursday.</p>
	<p>Week four will start the portion control section of the diet. I may be really hungry by this time next week.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/18/diet-and-exercise-plan-week-three-7403292/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/12/naughty-meme-thingy-7355081/"><default:title>Naughty Meme Thingy</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/12/naughty-meme-thingy-7355081/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-12T02:28:02+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;1. Is there anyone of your friends that you would ever consider having sex with?&lt;br&gt;
I think I've had sex with quite a few of them already, but there's one or two I've got an eye on at the mo...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?&lt;br&gt;
Afternoon or night, Never morning.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;br&gt;
Left&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?&lt;br&gt;
Nope&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. Have you ever had sex in the shower or the bath?&lt;br&gt;
Yup, but I've been far more interesting places...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. Do you watch/read pornography?&lt;br&gt;
Got a pretty good stash actually!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?&lt;br&gt;
Both. At the same time. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;8. Do you love someone on your blogroll?&lt;br&gt;
Everyone x&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;9. Would you choose love or money?&lt;br&gt;
Love. Anyday.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;10. Your top three favourite kinks in bed?&lt;br&gt;
Sleeping.&lt;br&gt;
Snoring.&lt;br&gt;
Rolling over.&lt;br&gt;
(I generally don't have sex in bed.)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;11. Has anyone ever gone beyond your personal line of respect sexually?&lt;br&gt;
Yes, couldn't walk straight for about a week!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;12. Where is the most romantic place you have had sex?&lt;br&gt;
At home.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;13. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?&lt;br&gt;
In a wardrobe.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;14. Have you ever been caught having sex?&lt;br&gt;
Yup, the police officers were less than understanding.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;15. Ever been to a bar just to get sex?&lt;br&gt;
Too Many times to count!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;16. Ever been picked up in a bar?&lt;br&gt;
Too many times to count!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;17. Have you ever kissed or had sex with someone of the same sex?&lt;br&gt;
Errr... just once or twice... &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;18. Had sex in a movie theatre?&lt;br&gt;
Yep. Seats don't make for easy access.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;20. Had sex in a bathroom?&lt;br&gt;
Yup, the police were definately less than impressed at that one!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;21. Have you ever had sex at work?&lt;br&gt;
Yup.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;22. Bought something from an adult store?&lt;br&gt;
Too Often to recount!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;23. Do you own any sex toys?&lt;br&gt;
Yep.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;24. Does anyone have naughty pics of you or are you on film?&lt;br&gt;
I have them somewhere!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;25. Have you ever had sex with someone and called them the wrong name?&lt;br&gt;
Nope, I generally don't ask.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;26. Do you think oral sex constitutes as a form of intercourse?&lt;br&gt;
Not really, it's more of a starter than a main course.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;27. What's your favourite sexual position?&lt;br&gt;
On me back, or against a wall!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;28. What's your favourite sex act?&lt;br&gt;
Anything with leather, rubber, ropes and chains!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;29. Have you ever had sex with more than one person at a time?&lt;br&gt;
What tonight? No. But yes, many times.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;30. How many bloggers do you think will post this meme this week?&lt;br&gt;
Knowing the number of times I've seen it already, I'd have to say lots of the kinky buggers!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/12/naughty-meme-thingy-7355081/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>1. Is there anyone of your friends that you would ever consider having sex with?<br>
I think I've had sex with quite a few of them already, but there's one or two I've got an eye on at the mo...</p>
	<p>2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?<br>
Afternoon or night, Never morning.</p>
	<p>3. What side of the bed do you sleep on?<br>
Left</p>
	<p>4. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?<br>
Nope</p>
	<p>5. Have you ever had sex in the shower or the bath?<br>
Yup, but I've been far more interesting places...</p>
	<p>6. Do you watch/read pornography?<br>
Got a pretty good stash actually!</p>
	<p>7. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?<br>
Both. At the same time. </p>
	<p>8. Do you love someone on your blogroll?<br>
Everyone x</p>
	<p>9. Would you choose love or money?<br>
Love. Anyday.</p>
	<p>10. Your top three favourite kinks in bed?<br>
Sleeping.<br>
Snoring.<br>
Rolling over.<br>
(I generally don't have sex in bed.)</p>
	<p>11. Has anyone ever gone beyond your personal line of respect sexually?<br>
Yes, couldn't walk straight for about a week!!!!</p>
	<p>12. Where is the most romantic place you have had sex?<br>
At home.</p>
	<p>13. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?<br>
In a wardrobe.</p>
	<p>14. Have you ever been caught having sex?<br>
Yup, the police officers were less than understanding.</p>
	<p>15. Ever been to a bar just to get sex?<br>
Too Many times to count!</p>
	<p>16. Ever been picked up in a bar?<br>
Too many times to count!</p>
	<p>17. Have you ever kissed or had sex with someone of the same sex?<br>
Errr... just once or twice... <img src="/img/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt=":roll:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>18. Had sex in a movie theatre?<br>
Yep. Seats don't make for easy access.</p>
	<p>20. Had sex in a bathroom?<br>
Yup, the police were definately less than impressed at that one!</p>
	<p>21. Have you ever had sex at work?<br>
Yup.</p>
	<p>22. Bought something from an adult store?<br>
Too Often to recount!</p>
	<p>23. Do you own any sex toys?<br>
Yep.</p>
	<p>24. Does anyone have naughty pics of you or are you on film?<br>
I have them somewhere!</p>
	<p>25. Have you ever had sex with someone and called them the wrong name?<br>
Nope, I generally don't ask.</p>
	<p>26. Do you think oral sex constitutes as a form of intercourse?<br>
Not really, it's more of a starter than a main course.</p>
	<p>27. What's your favourite sexual position?<br>
On me back, or against a wall!</p>
	<p>28. What's your favourite sex act?<br>
Anything with leather, rubber, ropes and chains!</p>
	<p>29. Have you ever had sex with more than one person at a time?<br>
What tonight? No. But yes, many times.</p>
	<p>30. How many bloggers do you think will post this meme this week?<br>
Knowing the number of times I've seen it already, I'd have to say lots of the kinky buggers!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/12/naughty-meme-thingy-7355081/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/09/poem-for-my-boy-7339296/"><default:title>Poem for my boy.</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/09/poem-for-my-boy-7339296/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-09T20:02:08+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;How strange it feels to come back home&lt;br&gt;
To find you are not there.&lt;br&gt;
You always waited by the house,&lt;br&gt;
Or underneath the car.&lt;br&gt;
How strange that I can see you now,&lt;br&gt;
Running down the path.&lt;br&gt;
That happy grin across your face,&lt;br&gt;
Pleased that I've come home.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The little things you did,&lt;br&gt;
Putting a paw on the door.&lt;br&gt;
Biting me softly on the nose,&lt;br&gt;
To show me that you care.&lt;br&gt;
You'd cuddle up in to my face,&lt;br&gt;
And drool right down my neck.&lt;br&gt;
Your face would smile, all the while&lt;br&gt;
Purring your content.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I went in to your garden,&lt;br&gt;
And sat upon the seat.&lt;br&gt;
The one I built from sleepers,&lt;br&gt;
On which you promptly set your feet.&lt;br&gt;
I can see you even now,&lt;br&gt;
Smiling in the dark.&lt;br&gt;
You are still here with me,&lt;br&gt;
If only in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow will be very hard,&lt;br&gt;
For I must carry you home once more.&lt;br&gt;
Only this time I won't see that smile,&lt;br&gt;
Or see you set your foot upon the door.&lt;br&gt;
The seat beside me is now cold,&lt;br&gt;
I miss your presence even more.&lt;br&gt;
But I will always love you,&lt;br&gt;
For that you can be sure.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/09/poem-for-my-boy-7339296/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>How strange it feels to come back home<br>
To find you are not there.<br>
You always waited by the house,<br>
Or underneath the car.<br>
How strange that I can see you now,<br>
Running down the path.<br>
That happy grin across your face,<br>
Pleased that I've come home.</p>
	<p>The little things you did,<br>
Putting a paw on the door.<br>
Biting me softly on the nose,<br>
To show me that you care.<br>
You'd cuddle up in to my face,<br>
And drool right down my neck.<br>
Your face would smile, all the while<br>
Purring your content.</p>
	<p>I went in to your garden,<br>
And sat upon the seat.<br>
The one I built from sleepers,<br>
On which you promptly set your feet.<br>
I can see you even now,<br>
Smiling in the dark.<br>
You are still here with me,<br>
If only in my heart.</p>
	<p>Tomorrow will be very hard,<br>
For I must carry you home once more.<br>
Only this time I won't see that smile,<br>
Or see you set your foot upon the door.<br>
The seat beside me is now cold,<br>
I miss your presence even more.<br>
But I will always love you,<br>
For that you can be sure.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/09/poem-for-my-boy-7339296/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/06/tyler-booboo-2003-06-11-7321524/"><default:title>Tyler (BooBoo) 2003 - 06/11/09</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/06/tyler-booboo-2003-06-11-7321524/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-06T18:43:17+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/eaden_08_024/4082873" title="EADEN 08 024"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/873/4082873_22bff09768_m.jpeg" alt="EADEN 08 024"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_0309/4082872" title="IMG_0309"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/872/4082872_b53b038c8d_m.jpeg" alt="IMG_0309"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My little Baby Boy was lost today, he was hit by a car this morning, while crossing the road to come home for his breakfast. Found him not long after it happened.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just wanted to share a little snapshot of him with you all, because he meant the world to me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He was almost human. Never aloof, which cats have a reputation for. If I sat down, he would be beside me. Loyalty seen previously in dogs and very few cats in the world. He would come running home when he heard the van pull up. He was really special to me, and I can't tell you how lonely the house feels now. Our only consolation is that we can see that he did not suffer, the impact killed him instantly. It's a little comfort to know that his last thoughts would have been:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Dad, Daddy, Breakfast"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Goodnight BooBoo, love you little man.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PS Might not be around for a few days x
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/06/tyler-booboo-2003-06-11-7321524/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/eaden_08_024/4082873" title="EADEN 08 024"><img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/873/4082873_22bff09768_m.jpeg" alt="EADEN 08 024"></a><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_0309/4082872" title="IMG_0309"><img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/872/4082872_b53b038c8d_m.jpeg" alt="IMG_0309"></a></p>
	<p>My little Baby Boy was lost today, he was hit by a car this morning, while crossing the road to come home for his breakfast. Found him not long after it happened.</p>
	<p>Just wanted to share a little snapshot of him with you all, because he meant the world to me.</p>
	<p>He was almost human. Never aloof, which cats have a reputation for. If I sat down, he would be beside me. Loyalty seen previously in dogs and very few cats in the world. He would come running home when he heard the van pull up. He was really special to me, and I can't tell you how lonely the house feels now. Our only consolation is that we can see that he did not suffer, the impact killed him instantly. It's a little comfort to know that his last thoughts would have been:</p>
	<p>"Dad, Daddy, Breakfast"</p>
	<p>Goodnight BooBoo, love you little man.</p>
	<p>PS Might not be around for a few days x
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/06/tyler-booboo-2003-06-11-7321524/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/i-run-therefore-i-hurt-7302214/"><default:title>I run therefore I hurt!</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/i-run-therefore-i-hurt-7302214/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-03T23:01:15+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Started running as I'm too damn fat! I've found an app for the iPhone that tracks your progress using the GPS system. It's called Runkeeper, and you can play your music at the same time. It shows you a map of your run, gives you the length of the run and the time taken. It also gives you a graph to show how fast you're going - I've taken a photo so all becomes a bit clearer! I've also highlighted the section of the graph that shows my fastest running speed - a whopping 9.26 miles per hour! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_0307/4073944" title="IMG_0307"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/944/4073944_07eb2f22ba_s.png" alt="IMG_0307"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not bad for a first go!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm now sat here with Radian B Muscle run on my legs, in the hope I'll be able to walk tomorrow!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;PS Thanks to Scoobs for once again helping me out as I'm a dumbass and can't get things right - it's a good job someone concentrates round, although in fairness I've just run 2.57 miles in 31 minutes!!!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/i-run-therefore-i-hurt-7302214/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Started running as I'm too damn fat! I've found an app for the iPhone that tracks your progress using the GPS system. It's called Runkeeper, and you can play your music at the same time. It shows you a map of your run, gives you the length of the run and the time taken. It also gives you a graph to show how fast you're going - I've taken a photo so all becomes a bit clearer! I've also highlighted the section of the graph that shows my fastest running speed - a whopping 9.26 miles per hour! </p>
	<p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_0307/4073944" title="IMG_0307"><img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/944/4073944_07eb2f22ba_s.png" alt="IMG_0307"></a></p>
	<p>Not bad for a first go!</p>
	<p>I'm now sat here with Radian B Muscle run on my legs, in the hope I'll be able to walk tomorrow!!</p>
	<p>PS Thanks to Scoobs for once again helping me out as I'm a dumbass and can't get things right - it's a good job someone concentrates round, although in fairness I've just run 2.57 miles in 31 minutes!!!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/i-run-therefore-i-hurt-7302214/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/one-for-the-guitar-geeks-7296170/"><default:title>One for the guitar geeks!</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/one-for-the-guitar-geeks-7296170/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-03T02:34:01+01:00</dc:date><default:description>Just thought I'd show you all a pic of my new live setup - I've only  got the one guitar here, however for gigs I'll have two, the red and  white ones! Got to admit, it looks pretty professional to my eyes, and  yes, I've got two amps now, I kind of bought another one...!&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/4070562" title="photo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/562/4070562_e7ef16ead0_m.jpg" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/one-for-the-guitar-geeks-7296170/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[Just thought I'd show you all a pic of my new live setup - I've only  got the one guitar here, however for gigs I'll have two, the red and  white ones! Got to admit, it looks pretty professional to my eyes, and  yes, I've got two amps now, I kind of bought another one...!<a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/4070562" title="photo"><img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/562/4070562_e7ef16ead0_m.jpg" alt="photo"></a>Sent from my iPhone<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/one-for-the-guitar-geeks-7296170/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/pledge-7241640/"><default:title>Pledge</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/pledge-7241640/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-25T17:55:22+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;My name is Jon and I will no longer tolerate online stalkers or trolls.&lt;br&gt;
I will not allow my friends or self to be subject to narrow minded attacks, comments and postings. Whether it is here on Blog UK or other sites of Social Networking including Twitter.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Although I have not been subjected to inapropriate postings here, I have witnessed harassment of friends.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I choose not to give energy to the innane and purile ramblings of individuals who make underhand posts to score ego points for their own weak personalities at the expense of another bloggers feelings. I choose not to visit their tawdry attempts at self gratuity nor comment.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There is a right to post of course where there is just cause however to set out in deliberate attempts of attack persons or individuals and not have the honour to approach said individuals is base and judgemental.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am free to post in my own style with my own interests and not be subject to attack as is the right of the individual there is no read to read if you dislike the subject matter, needless to say I would not willingly cause overt offence.&lt;br&gt;
1. Comments may be deleted as can posts.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. Post can be ignored.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. False and cruel profiles set up to cause upset will be reported as innapropriate.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. Those who believe that cruelty and underhand comments and posts directed at friends and self with absolutely no cause is acceptable will if required be dealt with via unconvientional means at my disposal. Indeed the Quantum Nature of our Multiverse and Energy Magick shows that the spell has already been cast as their actions will be returned with just vengeance until they eventually learn in this life or another the error of their actions.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/pledge-7241640/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>My name is Jon and I will no longer tolerate online stalkers or trolls.<br>
I will not allow my friends or self to be subject to narrow minded attacks, comments and postings. Whether it is here on Blog UK or other sites of Social Networking including Twitter.</p>
	<p>Although I have not been subjected to inapropriate postings here, I have witnessed harassment of friends.</p>
	<p>I choose not to give energy to the innane and purile ramblings of individuals who make underhand posts to score ego points for their own weak personalities at the expense of another bloggers feelings. I choose not to visit their tawdry attempts at self gratuity nor comment.</p>
	<p>There is a right to post of course where there is just cause however to set out in deliberate attempts of attack persons or individuals and not have the honour to approach said individuals is base and judgemental.</p>
	<p>I am free to post in my own style with my own interests and not be subject to attack as is the right of the individual there is no read to read if you dislike the subject matter, needless to say I would not willingly cause overt offence.<br>
1. Comments may be deleted as can posts.</p>
	<p>2. Post can be ignored.</p>
	<p>3. False and cruel profiles set up to cause upset will be reported as innapropriate.</p>
	<p>4. Those who believe that cruelty and underhand comments and posts directed at friends and self with absolutely no cause is acceptable will if required be dealt with via unconvientional means at my disposal. Indeed the Quantum Nature of our Multiverse and Energy Magick shows that the spell has already been cast as their actions will be returned with just vengeance until they eventually learn in this life or another the error of their actions.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/pledge-7241640/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/14/nick-s-challenge-7166335/"><default:title>Nick's Challenge</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/14/nick-s-challenge-7166335/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-14T09:55:34+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;The challenge is to list your favourite genre of music, then list your favourite song outside that genre. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My favourite genre is Heavy Rock/Metal, 70's to nowies.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My favourite piece that doesn't fit this is:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mars, from the Planets, composed by Gustav Holst.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/14/nick-s-challenge-7166335/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The challenge is to list your favourite genre of music, then list your favourite song outside that genre. </p>
	<p>My favourite genre is Heavy Rock/Metal, 70's to nowies.</p>
	<p>My favourite piece that doesn't fit this is:</p>
	<p>Mars, from the Planets, composed by Gustav Holst.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/14/nick-s-challenge-7166335/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/06/meme-nicked-from-notbob-7113931/"><default:title>Meme Nicked From NotBob</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/06/meme-nicked-from-notbob-7113931/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-06T22:56:20+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;1 Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the planet?&lt;br&gt;
The "mad in the head" business partner. Life would be perfect if that would happen.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. How do you flush the toilet in public?&lt;br&gt;
Generally with my finger, but occasionally with my foot for fun.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?&lt;br&gt;
Yup. I'm allergic to windscreens.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. Do you have a crush on someone?&lt;br&gt;
At 30? Not bloody likely!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. Name one thing you worry about running out of.&lt;br&gt;
Air.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. What famous person do you (or other people) think you resemble?&lt;br&gt;
Wolverine aka Hugh Jackman, albeit a shorter fatter version.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7. What is your favorite pizza topping?&lt;br&gt;
I like donna kebab calzones.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;8. Do you crack your knuckles?&lt;br&gt;
No, they don't do it!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;9. What song do you hate the most?&lt;br&gt;
The seasons by Vivaldi... so sickly sweet. Ugh. It's the chav of classical music.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;10. Did just mentioning that song make it get stuck in your head?&lt;br&gt;
No, I've got heavy metal in there at the mo!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;11.What are your super powers?&lt;br&gt;
Low grade telepathy, and seriously powerful empathy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;12 Peppermint or spearmint?&lt;br&gt;
Peppermint.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;13.Where are your car keys?&lt;br&gt;
In my coat pocket.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;14. Last song you listened to?&lt;br&gt;
Echoes by Pink Floyd.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;15. What's your most annoying habit?&lt;br&gt;
Farting loudly.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;16 Where did you last go on vacation?&lt;br&gt;
Blackpool.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;17. What is your best physical feature?&lt;br&gt;
My ass, apparently!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;18. What CD is closest to you right now?&lt;br&gt;
Sadly, Vera Lynn's We'll Meet Again - it's a birthday Pressie for Myke's Mum!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;19.What 3 things can always be found in your refrigerator?&lt;br&gt;
Cider, Yoghurts, Cheese.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;20 What superstition do you believe/practice?&lt;br&gt;
Never cross on the stairs.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;21. What color are your bed sheets?&lt;br&gt;
Grey black and white&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;22. Would you rather be a fish or a bird?&lt;br&gt;
Bird, that way I could shit on everyone who shat on me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;23. Last thing you broke?&lt;br&gt;
Yet another set of headphones for my iPhone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;24 What are you having to eat tonight?&lt;br&gt;
Already had it. And it was very nice Key Lime Pie.... nom.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;25. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br&gt;
Grey.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;26. If you could be doing anything else today, what would you rather be doing?&lt;br&gt;
Skateboarding, rollerblading, or shagging.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;27. Do security cameras make you nervious?&lt;br&gt;
Yes, I don't believe that the government has any right to watch us go about our lawful business.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;28. If you wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?&lt;br&gt;
"Putting that there might be a mistake, but go ahead...."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;29. Last time you went to a cemetery?&lt;br&gt;
Couple of days ago. Had to deliver funeral flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;30. Last concert you went to?&lt;br&gt;
Queen + Paul Rodgers at the Liverpool Echo Arena&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;31. Favorite musician(s)/bands you've seen in concert?&lt;br&gt;
Brian May, solo. He was superb.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;32. Next concert you're planning to attend?&lt;br&gt;
My own on the 21st of November. After that Alter Bridge 2010 tour (I hope!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;33. Do you talk to yourself?&lt;br&gt;
Yep. I like my own conversation.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;34. Have you ever adopted or purchased a pet?&lt;br&gt;
Yup, he's sat beside me now!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;35. Have you ever been present when an animal is being born?&lt;br&gt;
Nope, and I'm happy for it to stay that way!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/06/meme-nicked-from-notbob-7113931/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>1 Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the planet?<br>
The "mad in the head" business partner. Life would be perfect if that would happen.</p>
	<p>2. How do you flush the toilet in public?<br>
Generally with my finger, but occasionally with my foot for fun.</p>
	<p>3. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?<br>
Yup. I'm allergic to windscreens.</p>
	<p>4. Do you have a crush on someone?<br>
At 30? Not bloody likely!</p>
	<p>5. Name one thing you worry about running out of.<br>
Air.</p>
	<p>6. What famous person do you (or other people) think you resemble?<br>
Wolverine aka Hugh Jackman, albeit a shorter fatter version.</p>
	<p>7. What is your favorite pizza topping?<br>
I like donna kebab calzones.</p>
	<p>8. Do you crack your knuckles?<br>
No, they don't do it!</p>
	<p>9. What song do you hate the most?<br>
The seasons by Vivaldi... so sickly sweet. Ugh. It's the chav of classical music.</p>
	<p>10. Did just mentioning that song make it get stuck in your head?<br>
No, I've got heavy metal in there at the mo!</p>
	<p>11.What are your super powers?<br>
Low grade telepathy, and seriously powerful empathy.</p>
	<p>12 Peppermint or spearmint?<br>
Peppermint.</p>
	<p>13.Where are your car keys?<br>
In my coat pocket.</p>
	<p>14. Last song you listened to?<br>
Echoes by Pink Floyd.</p>
	<p>15. What's your most annoying habit?<br>
Farting loudly.</p>
	<p>16 Where did you last go on vacation?<br>
Blackpool.</p>
	<p>17. What is your best physical feature?<br>
My ass, apparently!</p>
	<p>18. What CD is closest to you right now?<br>
Sadly, Vera Lynn's We'll Meet Again - it's a birthday Pressie for Myke's Mum!</p>
	<p>19.What 3 things can always be found in your refrigerator?<br>
Cider, Yoghurts, Cheese.</p>
	<p>20 What superstition do you believe/practice?<br>
Never cross on the stairs.</p>
	<p>21. What color are your bed sheets?<br>
Grey black and white</p>
	<p>22. Would you rather be a fish or a bird?<br>
Bird, that way I could shit on everyone who shat on me.</p>
	<p>23. Last thing you broke?<br>
Yet another set of headphones for my iPhone.</p>
	<p>24 What are you having to eat tonight?<br>
Already had it. And it was very nice Key Lime Pie.... nom.</p>
	<p>25. What color shirt are you wearing?<br>
Grey.</p>
	<p>26. If you could be doing anything else today, what would you rather be doing?<br>
Skateboarding, rollerblading, or shagging.</p>
	<p>27. Do security cameras make you nervious?<br>
Yes, I don't believe that the government has any right to watch us go about our lawful business.</p>
	<p>28. If you wrote a book about your life, what would the title be?<br>
"Putting that there might be a mistake, but go ahead...."</p>
	<p>29. Last time you went to a cemetery?<br>
Couple of days ago. Had to deliver funeral flowers.</p>
	<p>30. Last concert you went to?<br>
Queen + Paul Rodgers at the Liverpool Echo Arena</p>
	<p>31. Favorite musician(s)/bands you've seen in concert?<br>
Brian May, solo. He was superb.</p>
	<p>32. Next concert you're planning to attend?<br>
My own on the 21st of November. After that Alter Bridge 2010 tour (I hope!)</p>
	<p>33. Do you talk to yourself?<br>
Yep. I like my own conversation.</p>
	<p>34. Have you ever adopted or purchased a pet?<br>
Yup, he's sat beside me now!</p>
	<p>35. Have you ever been present when an animal is being born?<br>
Nope, and I'm happy for it to stay that way!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/10/06/meme-nicked-from-notbob-7113931/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/27/i-m-still-around-7051566/"><default:title>I'm still around</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/27/i-m-still-around-7051566/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-09-27T21:51:41+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I know I've been very remiss of late. No posts for weeks... naughty Bearcub.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I thought I'd give you all a recount of recent events.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Work has been mad. Completely bonkers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;However, I have had my first real break since May 2008. I've been off since Friday, and am not working till tuesday. I've been to Blackpool for a couple of nights. Got completely wellied. Got up to some stuff that shall not be published. Went to a rock club and moshed the night away!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've continued to let my hair grow. Everyone said I looked like wolverine from Xmen. So I messed about with the clippers and fashioned the beard to match... now I do look like wolverine. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Especially after a little work with Digital Image Pro and a photo of Hugh Jackman...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/101_0256/3942908" title="101_0256"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/908/3942908_929974d934_s.jpeg" alt="101_0256"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/edit101_0272/3942909" title="edit101_0272"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/909/3942909_d4d1331539_s.jpeg" alt="edit101_0272"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/27/i-m-still-around-7051566/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I know I've been very remiss of late. No posts for weeks... naughty Bearcub.</p>
	<p>So I thought I'd give you all a recount of recent events.</p>
	<p>Work has been mad. Completely bonkers.</p>
	<p>However, I have had my first real break since May 2008. I've been off since Friday, and am not working till tuesday. I've been to Blackpool for a couple of nights. Got completely wellied. Got up to some stuff that shall not be published. Went to a rock club and moshed the night away!</p>
	<p>I've continued to let my hair grow. Everyone said I looked like wolverine from Xmen. So I messed about with the clippers and fashioned the beard to match... now I do look like wolverine. </p>
	<p>Especially after a little work with Digital Image Pro and a photo of Hugh Jackman...</p>
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<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/27/i-m-still-around-7051566/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/memories-of-a-family-member-6925595/"><default:title>Memories of a family member</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/memories-of-a-family-member-6925595/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-09-08T20:48:44+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I don't often blog about my family. Nothing is untoward about them, we're a normal happy family. I just respect their privacy. If they wanted their affairs posted on here they would be bloggers themselves. This time though, I'm blogging about my memories of my Granddad. We lost him a number of years back, about a year after my Gran died. When he died, he was a shell of a man. Barely able to speak, bedridden, and unable to remember who we were for much of the time. This is a painful memory of a man I love very much, but serves a very important purpose for me. It reminds me that he was not always this way. This leads me back to the memories I hold, right from being a young nipper, exploring his garage where he crafted woodwork (to this day I'm not sure what he ever crafted, but he certainly enjoyed being in there). Him teaching me tool use safely, and teaching me to carve, cut and sand wood. Games of chess, a game he taught me both to play and love. Games of cards, he instilled an amazing passion in me for these games of skill and chance. To this day, I love cards, and am generally unbeatable in any card game that is more than luck. The man was an ace cardsharp. His Triumph car, which had a distinctive smell inside, a smell that will forever be associated with this great man.&lt;br&gt;
The strangest thing is that he wasn't a great man, or a particularly strong man, he was just my Granddad. And I love him dearly. I never cried when he died, for me he was simply released. I also think on the day of his funeral, I kept a part of him with me, which allowed me to show the quiet strength and love for my family when they could not be strong. To this day, I still feel the ability to be quietly strong when all is wrong to be a great asset for me.&lt;br&gt;
I hope that if any of you read this and have a similar experience that I have had, you would be able to not let positive memories be soured by the negative, but allow them to be srengthened instead.&lt;br&gt;
Much love to you all, thanks for listening&lt;br&gt;
x
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/memories-of-a-family-member-6925595/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I don't often blog about my family. Nothing is untoward about them, we're a normal happy family. I just respect their privacy. If they wanted their affairs posted on here they would be bloggers themselves. This time though, I'm blogging about my memories of my Granddad. We lost him a number of years back, about a year after my Gran died. When he died, he was a shell of a man. Barely able to speak, bedridden, and unable to remember who we were for much of the time. This is a painful memory of a man I love very much, but serves a very important purpose for me. It reminds me that he was not always this way. This leads me back to the memories I hold, right from being a young nipper, exploring his garage where he crafted woodwork (to this day I'm not sure what he ever crafted, but he certainly enjoyed being in there). Him teaching me tool use safely, and teaching me to carve, cut and sand wood. Games of chess, a game he taught me both to play and love. Games of cards, he instilled an amazing passion in me for these games of skill and chance. To this day, I love cards, and am generally unbeatable in any card game that is more than luck. The man was an ace cardsharp. His Triumph car, which had a distinctive smell inside, a smell that will forever be associated with this great man.<br>
The strangest thing is that he wasn't a great man, or a particularly strong man, he was just my Granddad. And I love him dearly. I never cried when he died, for me he was simply released. I also think on the day of his funeral, I kept a part of him with me, which allowed me to show the quiet strength and love for my family when they could not be strong. To this day, I still feel the ability to be quietly strong when all is wrong to be a great asset for me.<br>
I hope that if any of you read this and have a similar experience that I have had, you would be able to not let positive memories be soured by the negative, but allow them to be srengthened instead.<br>
Much love to you all, thanks for listening<br>
x
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/08/memories-of-a-family-member-6925595/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/04/life-is-quiet-at-the-mo-6892836/"><default:title>Life is quiet at the mo</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/04/life-is-quiet-at-the-mo-6892836/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-09-04T20:23:00+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Sorry for a serious downturn in blogging of late. Life has taken a pause for a couple of weeks, with very little happening, except Manchester Pride, a weekend where I spent three days pissed. I did nowt embarrassing, got in a few slight fights and drank a lot. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Myke's on holiday in Gran Canaria, and I'm home, holding the fort. So it is quiet... too quiet. I'm even talking to myself...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/04/life-is-quiet-at-the-mo-6892836/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sorry for a serious downturn in blogging of late. Life has taken a pause for a couple of weeks, with very little happening, except Manchester Pride, a weekend where I spent three days pissed. I did nowt embarrassing, got in a few slight fights and drank a lot. </p>
	<p>Myke's on holiday in Gran Canaria, and I'm home, holding the fort. So it is quiet... too quiet. I'm even talking to myself...
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/09/04/life-is-quiet-at-the-mo-6892836/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/seven-things-meme-nicked-from-deadgirldiaries-6861768/"><default:title>Seven Things Meme Nicked from Deadgirldiaries</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/seven-things-meme-nicked-from-deadgirldiaries-6861768/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-31T18:20:29+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU WILL FIND IN YOUR ROOM:&lt;br&gt;
Computer&lt;br&gt;
Myke&lt;br&gt;
Cup of Darjeeling tea&lt;br&gt;
Way too many DVDs&lt;br&gt;
Candles&lt;br&gt;
Cat Scratch Post&lt;br&gt;
A leather jockstrap (really should put that away... &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:&lt;br&gt;
1. Do You Like Anyone? I like everyone&lt;br&gt;
2. Does Someone Like You? Hope so!&lt;br&gt;
3. Last Kiss? About an hour ago!&lt;br&gt;
4. Been Led On? Too often&lt;br&gt;
5. Been Cheated On? Not really no.&lt;br&gt;
6. Want A Relationship? Got one thanks!&lt;br&gt;
7. Want to Get Married? Done that thanks!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU...&lt;br&gt;
1. Believe In God? Not sure. Probably not really.&lt;br&gt;
2. Had A Dream Come True? Yup.&lt;br&gt;
3. Read The Newspaper? No, check the news on the net.&lt;br&gt;
4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? Nope. Had about six hours sleep all weekend...&lt;br&gt;
5. Have A Best Friend? Yup.&lt;br&gt;
6. Take A Bath Daily? Shower daily. Bath once in a blue moon.&lt;br&gt;
7. Wish On Stars? Nope.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br&gt;
1. Fallen In Love? Yup&lt;br&gt;
2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? About an hour ago.&lt;br&gt;
3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? Last night!&lt;br&gt;
4. Been To A Bonfire? Yep, hate em!&lt;br&gt;
5. Ran Away From Home? Yeah. I got to the end of the road. I was four.&lt;br&gt;
6. Played Strip Poker? Yep. I ended up fully clothed. Never play me at poker.&lt;br&gt;
7. Pulled An All Nighter? Too many to count!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU:&lt;br&gt;
1. Cried? Nope&lt;br&gt;
2. Had Fun? Yep&lt;br&gt;
3. Been Kissed? Yep&lt;br&gt;
4. Felt Stupid? Yep&lt;br&gt;
5. Talked To An Ex? No&lt;br&gt;
6. Missed Someone? Yep&lt;br&gt;
7. Listened To Music? Yep&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:&lt;br&gt;
My back hurts.&lt;br&gt;
I love darjeeling tea&lt;br&gt;
Pick up that Jockstrap&lt;br&gt;
Watch the time, we're meeting daughter at 7.30pm&lt;br&gt;
I need to write more lyrics for my next album&lt;br&gt;
Tidy up, slobby queen.&lt;br&gt;
My feet don't touch the floor in this computer chair.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT:&lt;br&gt;
Guitars&lt;br&gt;
Air&lt;br&gt;
Water&lt;br&gt;
Sex&lt;br&gt;
Tea&lt;br&gt;
My hearing&lt;br&gt;
My fingers
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/seven-things-meme-nicked-from-deadgirldiaries-6861768/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>SEVEN THINGS YOU WILL FIND IN YOUR ROOM:<br>
Computer<br>
Myke<br>
Cup of Darjeeling tea<br>
Way too many DVDs<br>
Candles<br>
Cat Scratch Post<br>
A leather jockstrap (really should put that away... <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"> )</p>
	<p>SEVEN RELATIONSHIP QUESTIONS:<br>
1. Do You Like Anyone? I like everyone<br>
2. Does Someone Like You? Hope so!<br>
3. Last Kiss? About an hour ago!<br>
4. Been Led On? Too often<br>
5. Been Cheated On? Not really no.<br>
6. Want A Relationship? Got one thanks!<br>
7. Want to Get Married? Done that thanks!</p>
	<p>SEVEN OTHER THINGS - DO YOU...<br>
1. Believe In God? Not sure. Probably not really.<br>
2. Had A Dream Come True? Yup.<br>
3. Read The Newspaper? No, check the news on the net.<br>
4. Get Enough Sleep Everyday? Nope. Had about six hours sleep all weekend...<br>
5. Have A Best Friend? Yup.<br>
6. Take A Bath Daily? Shower daily. Bath once in a blue moon.<br>
7. Wish On Stars? Nope.</p>
	<p>SEVEN HAVE YOU EVERS<br>
1. Fallen In Love? Yup<br>
2. Kissed Someone Of The Same Sex? About an hour ago.<br>
3. Hooked Up With Someone Who Had A BF/GF? Last night!<br>
4. Been To A Bonfire? Yep, hate em!<br>
5. Ran Away From Home? Yeah. I got to the end of the road. I was four.<br>
6. Played Strip Poker? Yep. I ended up fully clothed. Never play me at poker.<br>
7. Pulled An All Nighter? Too many to count!</p>
	<p>SEVEN THINGS IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU:<br>
1. Cried? Nope<br>
2. Had Fun? Yep<br>
3. Been Kissed? Yep<br>
4. Felt Stupid? Yep<br>
5. Talked To An Ex? No<br>
6. Missed Someone? Yep<br>
7. Listened To Music? Yep</p>
	<p>SEVEN THINGS ON YOUR MIND:<br>
My back hurts.<br>
I love darjeeling tea<br>
Pick up that Jockstrap<br>
Watch the time, we're meeting daughter at 7.30pm<br>
I need to write more lyrics for my next album<br>
Tidy up, slobby queen.<br>
My feet don't touch the floor in this computer chair.</p>
	<p>SEVEN THINGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT:<br>
Guitars<br>
Air<br>
Water<br>
Sex<br>
Tea<br>
My hearing<br>
My fingers
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/seven-things-meme-nicked-from-deadgirldiaries-6861768/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/my-life-according-to-queen-thanks-scoobydoofus-6861457/"><default:title>My Life according to Queen (Thanks Scoobydoofus!)</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/my-life-according-to-queen-thanks-scoobydoofus-6861457/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-31T17:36:09+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer the following questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. Repost as "my life according to (band/musician name)"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Are you a male or female?&lt;br&gt;
White Man&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;br&gt;
Crazy Little Thing Called Love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How do you feel?&lt;br&gt;
I'm Going Slightly Mad&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Describe where you currently live:&lt;br&gt;
Tenement Funster&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go?&lt;br&gt;
Seven Seas Of Rye&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your favorite form of transportation:&lt;br&gt;
I'm In Love With My Car&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your best friend is:&lt;br&gt;
You're My Best Friend&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What's the weather like?&lt;br&gt;
A Winters Tale&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Favorite time of day:&lt;br&gt;
It's Late&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?&lt;br&gt;
We Will Rock You&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What is life to you?&lt;br&gt;
Life Is Real&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your fear:&lt;br&gt;
Dragon Attack&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Goodun this one - thanks Brad!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/31/my-life-according-to-queen-thanks-scoobydoofus-6861457/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, answer the following questions. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. Repost as "my life according to (band/musician name)"</p>
	<p>Are you a male or female?<br>
White Man</p>
	<p>Describe yourself:<br>
Crazy Little Thing Called Love</p>
	<p>How do you feel?<br>
I'm Going Slightly Mad</p>
	<p>Describe where you currently live:<br>
Tenement Funster</p>
	<p>If you could go anywhere, where would you go?<br>
Seven Seas Of Rye</p>
	<p>Your favorite form of transportation:<br>
I'm In Love With My Car</p>
	<p>Your best friend is:<br>
You're My Best Friend</p>
	<p>What's the weather like?<br>
A Winters Tale</p>
	<p>Favorite time of day:<br>
It's Late</p>
	<p>If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?<br>
We Will Rock You</p>
	<p>What is life to you?<br>
Life Is Real</p>
	<p>Your fear:<br>
Dragon Attack</p>
	<p>Goodun this one - thanks Brad!
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Well, Mr Brown. Now you know how I feel about the release of a man who arbitrarily took the lives of others in a cowardly and shameful way.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Lets hope that this is the final nail in your leadership coffin.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To borrow a phrase I learned to love from this site:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;YOU ARE A CUNT. RESIGN NOW AND DO US ALL A FAVOUR BEFORE THIS COUNTRY IMPLODES.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sorry folks, it just really pissed me off.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/25/mr-brown-is-angry-and-repulsed-6821831/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>By the heroes welcome that the Locherbie (Apologies if I've spelt this wrong, I just can't my head around it) Bomber received upon his return to Libia.</p>
	<p>Well, Mr Brown. Now you know how I feel about the release of a man who arbitrarily took the lives of others in a cowardly and shameful way.</p>
	<p>Lets hope that this is the final nail in your leadership coffin.</p>
	<p>To borrow a phrase I learned to love from this site:</p>
	<p>YOU ARE A CUNT. RESIGN NOW AND DO US ALL A FAVOUR BEFORE THIS COUNTRY IMPLODES.</p>
	<p>Sorry folks, it just really pissed me off.
</p>
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And I've just bought a new one.&lt;br&gt;
Just one more reason I've not been around.&lt;br&gt;
But just remember I'm never far gone.&lt;br&gt;
It's not that I've got sad&lt;br&gt;
It's my PC that's bad...&lt;br&gt;
So have a good day Ravingmad!&lt;br&gt;
x
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/20/happy-birthday-6769346/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I've only just made it to my PC<br>
And I've just bought a new one.<br>
Just one more reason I've not been around.<br>
But just remember I'm never far gone.<br>
It's not that I've got sad<br>
It's my PC that's bad...<br>
So have a good day Ravingmad!<br>
x
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;While in the shower, Myke called me from downstairs. He shouts up:&lt;br&gt;
"You've got an e-mail. You won that amplifier on e-bay..."&lt;br&gt;
I paused, mid scrub. Thought to myself &lt;em&gt;Amp? What amp did I bid on? And, more to the point, &lt;strong&gt;shit&lt;/strong&gt; HOW FUCKING MUCH MONEY HAVE I JUST SPENT?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"Errr..." says I, "Which amp was that? I actually can't remember..." Bites knuckle nervously.&lt;br&gt;
"It was a VOX AD30VT. You got it for £87.51"&lt;br&gt;
"Oh right, that one! And fuckin woohoo - that's one hell of a bargin!" (£170 new)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Monday morning saw us get the van signed up:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="javascript:window.open(" title="Me and my van"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/186/3785186_7ea961cbaf_s.jpeg" alt="Me and my van"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And it looks bloody ace. Of course I would say that, I designed it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Monday Evening saw me pick up the aforementioned amplifier:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="javascript:window.open(" title="My new amp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/199/3785199_fc366df596_s.jpeg" alt="My new amp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And quite frankly, it sounds ace!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tuesday saw me pick up my new guitar, now named J30, which I ordered 11 weeks ago, which was a present to me from everyone who gave me money for my birthday. This custom made instrument is shown below:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="javascript:window.open(" title="My new guitar"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/187/3785187_643b64b15e_s.jpeg" alt="My new guitar"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And it sounds, looks and plays ace!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So far this week has been fookin superb!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As you can imagine, all this excitement has taken it's toll on my blogging, hence why I went rather quiet. However, I've read them all, just not had time to post any comments except the few where I just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to....&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysmilewinkgrin.gif" alt=";D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/13/it-s-been-an-exciting-start-to-the-week-6719188/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sunday saw us doing gardening. We finally got all the railway sleepers in around the lawn, and levelled then reseeded the lawn itself.</p>
	<p>While in the shower, Myke called me from downstairs. He shouts up:<br>
"You've got an e-mail. You won that amplifier on e-bay..."<br>
I paused, mid scrub. Thought to myself <em>Amp? What amp did I bid on? And, more to the point, <strong>shit</strong> HOW FUCKING MUCH MONEY HAVE I JUST SPENT?!</em><br>
"Errr..." says I, "Which amp was that? I actually can't remember..." Bites knuckle nervously.<br>
"It was a VOX AD30VT. You got it for £87.51"<br>
"Oh right, that one! And fuckin woohoo - that's one hell of a bargin!" (£170 new)</p>
	<p>Monday morning saw us get the van signed up:<br>
<a href="javascript:window.open(" title="Me and my van"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/186/3785186_7ea961cbaf_s.jpeg" alt="Me and my van"></a><br>
And it looks bloody ace. Of course I would say that, I designed it.</p>
	<p>Monday Evening saw me pick up the aforementioned amplifier:<br>
<a href="javascript:window.open(" title="My new amp"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/199/3785199_fc366df596_s.jpeg" alt="My new amp"></a><br>
And quite frankly, it sounds ace!</p>
	<p>Tuesday saw me pick up my new guitar, now named J30, which I ordered 11 weeks ago, which was a present to me from everyone who gave me money for my birthday. This custom made instrument is shown below:<br>
<a href="javascript:window.open(" title="My new guitar"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/187/3785187_643b64b15e_s.jpeg" alt="My new guitar"></a><br>
And it sounds, looks and plays ace!</p>
	<p>So far this week has been fookin superb!</p>
	<p>As you can imagine, all this excitement has taken it's toll on my blogging, hence why I went rather quiet. However, I've read them all, just not had time to post any comments except the few where I just <em>had</em> to....<br>
<img src="/img/smilies/graysmilewinkgrin.gif" alt=";D" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/13/it-s-been-an-exciting-start-to-the-week-6719188/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/i-am-hurting-6687758/"><default:title>I am hurting...</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/i-am-hurting-6687758/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-09T22:09:47+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Have jet washed the van ready for it to be signed up tomorrow morning.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have dug the garden over.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have put in the last four railway sleepers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have got cider.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have got fruit pastilles.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Have got perfect receipe for a hangover then.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/i-am-hurting-6687758/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Have jet washed the van ready for it to be signed up tomorrow morning.</p>
	<p>Have dug the garden over.</p>
	<p>Have put in the last four railway sleepers.</p>
	<p>Have got cider.</p>
	<p>Have got fruit pastilles.</p>
	<p>Have got perfect receipe for a hangover then.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/i-am-hurting-6687758/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/happy-birthday-6687029/"><default:title>Happy Birthday</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/happy-birthday-6687029/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-09T20:39:06+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I've not had the chance to make up a poem&lt;br&gt;
my time of late has been less than free&lt;br&gt;
however I want you to know you're in my mind&lt;br&gt;
so have a happy birthday Markjt
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/happy-birthday-6687029/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I've not had the chance to make up a poem<br>
my time of late has been less than free<br>
however I want you to know you're in my mind<br>
so have a happy birthday Markjt
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/09/happy-birthday-6687029/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/happy-birthday-6642688/"><default:title>Happy Birthday....</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/happy-birthday-6642688/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-03T15:57:55+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;He blogs to here from the palm of his hand&lt;br&gt;
It only recently that this style occured to me&lt;br&gt;
It's really quite good and rather grand...&lt;br&gt;
Because it leaves you with one hand free!!!&lt;br&gt;
Happy Birthday Palmblogging!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/happy-birthday-6642688/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>He blogs to here from the palm of his hand<br>
It only recently that this style occured to me<br>
It's really quite good and rather grand...<br>
Because it leaves you with one hand free!!!<br>
Happy Birthday Palmblogging!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/happy-birthday-6642688/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/party-at-tatton-park-6639027/"><default:title>Party at Tatton Park</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/party-at-tatton-park-6639027/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-08-03T00:02:02+02:00</dc:date><default:description>This is Myke and me at tatton park for the party in the park.. and yes  I'm now home pissed as a fart having drunk two bottles of sparkling  wine...&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/3747665" title="photo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/665/3747665_a341db662a_m.jpg" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/party-at-tatton-park-6639027/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[This is Myke and me at tatton park for the party in the park.. and yes  I'm now home pissed as a fart having drunk two bottles of sparkling  wine...<a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/3747665" title="photo"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/665/3747665_a341db662a_m.jpg" alt="photo"></a>Sent from my iPhone<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/08/03/party-at-tatton-park-6639027/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/31/guessing-game-6627342/"><default:title>Guessing game!</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/31/guessing-game-6627342/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-31T20:41:11+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;How butch am I? I went out today to buy a set of... What?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Answers on a comment. First right answer gets a bearhug!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/31/guessing-game-6627342/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>How butch am I? I went out today to buy a set of... What?</p>
	<p>Answers on a comment. First right answer gets a bearhug!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/31/guessing-game-6627342/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/30/new-hair-6618655/"><default:title>New hair...</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/30/new-hair-6618655/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-30T16:56:02+02:00</dc:date><default:description>And a far cry from the skinhead I used to have!&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/3736548" title="photo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/548/3736548_8cb3d8796a_m.jpg" alt="photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/30/new-hair-6618655/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[And a far cry from the skinhead I used to have!<a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/photo/3736548" title="photo"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/548/3736548_8cb3d8796a_m.jpg" alt="photo"></a>Sent from my iPhone<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/30/new-hair-6618655/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/23/i-ve-been-most-remiss-6575680/"><default:title>I've been most remiss...</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/23/i-ve-been-most-remiss-6575680/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-23T21:55:37+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Things have been most definitely nuts. Sorry I've not done much, I've been too busy doing things.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. The band has a new gig in two weeks. I am so not ready..... Hours of practice every night!&lt;br&gt;
2. Got e-mails from an old friend who now lives in the states. He's coming over in September, and we're talking about a reunion.&lt;br&gt;
3. Work is absolutely crazy, we're bombed. We had one quiet day this week, where we simply breated out a few times and eat lunch on time and hot for once.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now number 2 is an odd situation. There was a huge falling out between me and some friends (not the pseudo-american). I've not spoken to some of these people since the bust up. I've just e-mailed one of the fallen out ones, in the hope of burying the hatchet, this time not in my back. I guess someone had to make the first move, so I figured it'd be me.&lt;br&gt;
Now I've done it, I actually feel relieved. If nothing comes of it, I've tried. And I'll still be able to keep in touch with the guy in America and meet up for a drink if nothing else...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/23/i-ve-been-most-remiss-6575680/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Things have been most definitely nuts. Sorry I've not done much, I've been too busy doing things.</p>
	<p>1. The band has a new gig in two weeks. I am so not ready..... Hours of practice every night!<br>
2. Got e-mails from an old friend who now lives in the states. He's coming over in September, and we're talking about a reunion.<br>
3. Work is absolutely crazy, we're bombed. We had one quiet day this week, where we simply breated out a few times and eat lunch on time and hot for once.</p>
	<p>Now number 2 is an odd situation. There was a huge falling out between me and some friends (not the pseudo-american). I've not spoken to some of these people since the bust up. I've just e-mailed one of the fallen out ones, in the hope of burying the hatchet, this time not in my back. I guess someone had to make the first move, so I figured it'd be me.<br>
Now I've done it, I actually feel relieved. If nothing comes of it, I've tried. And I'll still be able to keep in touch with the guy in America and meet up for a drink if nothing else...
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/23/i-ve-been-most-remiss-6575680/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/07/mobile-blogging-by-email-6462957/"><default:title>Mobile blogging by email</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/07/mobile-blogging-by-email-6462957/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-07T00:30:01+02:00</dc:date><default:description>Most intruiging this, I've no idea if this is how you do it... So here goes!&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/07/mobile-blogging-by-email-6462957/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[Most intruiging this, I've no idea if this is how you do it... So here goes!<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/07/mobile-blogging-by-email-6462957/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/05/happy-birthday-kibbitz-6455743/"><default:title>Happy birthday, Kibitz</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/05/happy-birthday-kibbitz-6455743/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-05T22:04:31+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Wherever you are, we hope life is being kind and good to you today&lt;br&gt;
hugs,&lt;br&gt;
Mr B&lt;br&gt;
x
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/05/happy-birthday-kibbitz-6455743/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Wherever you are, we hope life is being kind and good to you today<br>
hugs,<br>
Mr B<br>
x
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I will write a poem for him, in the hope he might just see it...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyone who's got this fella as a friend will instantly know who I'm talking about. And, if they're a soppy shit like me, will be missing him. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He was one of my earliest friends on here, and has never failed to make me think, smile or laugh. Sometimes all three at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You know, maybe I'll simply leave this up instead of a poem.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And link back to it in three days.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/03/missing-him-6439871/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>It's his birthday in three days.</p>
	<p>I will write a poem for him, in the hope he might just see it...</p>
	<p>Anyone who's got this fella as a friend will instantly know who I'm talking about. And, if they're a soppy shit like me, will be missing him. </p>
	<p>He was one of my earliest friends on here, and has never failed to make me think, smile or laugh. Sometimes all three at the same time.</p>
	<p>You know, maybe I'll simply leave this up instead of a poem.</p>
	<p>And link back to it in three days.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/03/missing-him-6439871/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/02/tonight-6439794/"><default:title>Tonight</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/02/tonight-6439794/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-07-02T23:48:48+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Have you ever met an overprotective Jewish Mother? The kind who runs round to everyone with pans of chicken soup whenever the slightest illness shows signs, regardless of the risk to their own health. I have one, and I love her for it. She's got no kids of her own, so has adopted me and all my friends, and bakes continually.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well tonight Matthew, I got to be a Jewish Mother.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We let the cat outdoors for the first time today. He's been a house cat since we got him three years ago. Not through choice, we just always lived in environments where he'd end up squished.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, we have a garden, and cats live in peace and happiness. We've had all his vaccinations done. And let him out. And managed to hold off for a total of one minute as he sauntered through the hedge at the back of the &lt;del&gt;nature reserve&lt;/del&gt; Garden.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He's still with us and didn't run off, despite me pulling my best Jewish mother. "But he's going to get himself lost in that really large garden at the back!" I cried. To which he continued to chew grass happily and chase the next door neighbours cat around. Bully.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am going to do this again tomorrow. Eventally I'll peel myself off the roof for a while and leave him out all day while I'm at work. But not yet dammit, he's not had his barmitzvah, and his trust fund is yet to mature. Maybe in about another ten or so years.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/02/tonight-6439794/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Have you ever met an overprotective Jewish Mother? The kind who runs round to everyone with pans of chicken soup whenever the slightest illness shows signs, regardless of the risk to their own health. I have one, and I love her for it. She's got no kids of her own, so has adopted me and all my friends, and bakes continually.</p>
	<p>Well tonight Matthew, I got to be a Jewish Mother.</p>
	<p>We let the cat outdoors for the first time today. He's been a house cat since we got him three years ago. Not through choice, we just always lived in environments where he'd end up squished.</p>
	<p>Now, we have a garden, and cats live in peace and happiness. We've had all his vaccinations done. And let him out. And managed to hold off for a total of one minute as he sauntered through the hedge at the back of the <del>nature reserve</del> Garden.</p>
	<p>He's still with us and didn't run off, despite me pulling my best Jewish mother. "But he's going to get himself lost in that really large garden at the back!" I cried. To which he continued to chew grass happily and chase the next door neighbours cat around. Bully.</p>
	<p>Am going to do this again tomorrow. Eventally I'll peel myself off the roof for a while and leave him out all day while I'm at work. But not yet dammit, he's not had his barmitzvah, and his trust fund is yet to mature. Maybe in about another ten or so years.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/07/02/tonight-6439794/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/06/30/occasionally-some-good-news-appears-6427059/"><default:title>Occasionally, some good news appears...</default:title><default:link>http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/06/30/occasionally-some-good-news-appears-6427059/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-06-30T19:40:41+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Recently I was growling about getting caught for speeding. Not because I got caught, but because it stopped me being able to pass my bike test. See &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2008/12/06/conditional-offer-arrives-5172882/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for link.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I got curious, as the law was a bit vague on this. I phoned the DVLA today, and a lovely chap explained that the 6 point rule applied to new &lt;em&gt;licenses&lt;/em&gt; not new categories.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Which means I can start saving now for my Bike Lessons, CBT, and motorbike... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I'm in a downright fuckin cheerful mood as a result!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am now going to be saving for my CBT (£600), Motorbike (£1000+), Direct access course (£TBA), New leather pants and Jacket (£TBA)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Total: I need a payrise... which I'm also sorting out next week.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/06/30/occasionally-some-good-news-appears-6427059/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Recently I was growling about getting caught for speeding. Not because I got caught, but because it stopped me being able to pass my bike test. See <a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2008/12/06/conditional-offer-arrives-5172882/">here</a> for link.</p>
	<p>I got curious, as the law was a bit vague on this. I phoned the DVLA today, and a lovely chap explained that the 6 point rule applied to new <em>licenses</em> not new categories.</p>
	<p>Which means I can start saving now for my Bike Lessons, CBT, and motorbike... </p>
	<p>So I'm in a downright fuckin cheerful mood as a result!</p>
	<p>I am now going to be saving for my CBT (£600), Motorbike (£1000+), Direct access course (£TBA), New leather pants and Jacket (£TBA)</p>
	<p>Total: I need a payrise... which I'm also sorting out next week.
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;They decided after about four hours work, that they had done enough. They had uncovered the centre of the object with amazing ease, although this had set them wondering about the deeper mysteries that lay in the dark tunnel above them, linking the object to the top of the structure in which it was housed. Cursory examination with a torch had reavealed little. The surface of the object itself had been partially revealed. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They began to clean down the dust caused by grinding carefully at it's multi-layered surface. The dust was milimetres thick, showing all the hard work that they had done. Sweat poured from their bodies, causing the dust in the air to stick to their skin. When they ground their teeth together, they could feel the powder coating them. They were both short of breath. The shorter of the two quietly pondered on the possible after effects of this dust on his lungs and eyes.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The plastic sheeting covering the expensive electrical equipment was eventually removed. Several screens on desks showed layers of the dust. They growled about having to clean every object individually, and set to with wet rags. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The nature of the object was becoming clear after hours of working. Dark grey slate gleamed in the evening late. The cleaning finally finished, and the dust finally showered off them, they looked at the fruits of their labour.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"The fireplace is going to look stunning when we've finished sanding it down to the slate"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://bearcubsoapbox.blog.co.uk/2009/06/28/the-unknown-a-short-story-6414827/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>They assessed the situation. Patches of the truth showed through the badly covered exterior surfacing. However, the object stubbornly resisted any attempt to uncover it completely. Standing about chest height, and shaped like a mini stonehendge, the surface was covered in strange finishes, each of which showed a different age. It was impossible to date the object with any accuracy. It's true nature was a mystery. Over the years, multiple efforts to disguise the surface had resulted in drastic measures being required. They had to know what they were truly looking at. </p>
	<p>They decided after about four hours work, that they had done enough. They had uncovered the centre of the object with amazing ease, although this had set them wondering about the deeper mysteries that lay in the dark tunnel above them, linking the object to the top of the structure in which it was housed. Cursory examination with a torch had reavealed little. The surface of the object itself had been partially revealed. </p>
	<p>They began to clean down the dust caused by grinding carefully at it's multi-layered surface. The dust was milimetres thick, showing all the hard work that they had done. Sweat poured from their bodies, causing the dust in the air to stick to their skin. When they ground their teeth together, they could feel the powder coating them. They were both short of breath. The shorter of the two quietly pondered on the possible after effects of this dust on his lungs and eyes.</p>
	<p>The plastic sheeting covering the expensive electrical equipment was eventually removed. Several screens on desks showed layers of the dust. They growled about having to clean every object individually, and set to with wet rags. </p>
	<p>The nature of the object was becoming clear after hours of working. Dark grey slate gleamed in the evening late. The cleaning finally finished, and the dust finally showered off them, they looked at the fruits of their labour.</p>
	<p>"The fireplace is going to look stunning when we've finished sanding it down to the slate"
</p>
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