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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="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:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/"><title>Interesting enough? Well I think so!.</title><link>http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/</link><description>Hope you do too!</description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-UK</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>Interesting enough? Well I think so!.</title><link>http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/21/7ae97f1a7cddb5aa4fbc591297f3dc_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2006/09/02/on_thinking_back~1091361/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/23/title_20228/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/21/title_19798/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/20/title_19195/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><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://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2006/09/02/on_thinking_back~1091361/"><default:title>On Thinking Back.</default:title><default:link>http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2006/09/02/on_thinking_back~1091361/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-09-02T17:12:35+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;The older I get I find myself looking back to my days as a small child, and often remember little items that I  sit and chuckle over. My father was ex-RAF - cut him in half and he'd be red white and blue!! In the same way that I now buy our local daily paper and immediately turn to the deaths column to see if any one I know has popped their clogs - well my dad used to scan the daily papers for items on the royal family - and made sure we all read it and took note. On Christmas Day lunch had to be cleared away well before 3pm - and silence reigned in the house while his highlight of the year was televised - the Queens speech. Just as well there were no VCR's then - we'd have been made to watch it all year.&lt;br&gt;
You probably won't even believe this next bit - but whenever  royalty appeared on 'the box' we'd be made to stand in front of the TV and SALUTE!! - he'd most likely be brought up for child cruelty or perversion in these days. How times have changed. I can't even bear to read about them now - and look on it all as an archaic institution that we should have dispensed with years ago - wonder how many flats we could get into Buckingham Palace??&lt;br&gt;
My Dad would turn in his grave!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2006/09/02/on_thinking_back~1091361/#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 older I get I find myself looking back to my days as a small child, and often remember little items that I  sit and chuckle over. My father was ex-RAF - cut him in half and he'd be red white and blue!! In the same way that I now buy our local daily paper and immediately turn to the deaths column to see if any one I know has popped their clogs - well my dad used to scan the daily papers for items on the royal family - and made sure we all read it and took note. On Christmas Day lunch had to be cleared away well before 3pm - and silence reigned in the house while his highlight of the year was televised - the Queens speech. Just as well there were no VCR's then - we'd have been made to watch it all year.<br>
You probably won't even believe this next bit - but whenever  royalty appeared on 'the box' we'd be made to stand in front of the TV and SALUTE!! - he'd most likely be brought up for child cruelty or perversion in these days. How times have changed. I can't even bear to read about them now - and look on it all as an archaic institution that we should have dispensed with years ago - wonder how many flats we could get into Buckingham Palace??<br>
My Dad would turn in his grave!!</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2006/09/02/on_thinking_back~1091361/#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://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/23/title_20228/"><default:title>title-137635</default:title><default:link>http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/23/title_20228/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-08-23T17:10:42+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0008_01.JPG" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0008_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0010_01.JPG" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0010_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0009_01.JPG" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0009_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
On a slightly lighter note (understatement) I thought I'd share with you what my average Monday is all about.&lt;br&gt;
Since I retired I have looked after O each Monday while his mammy goes to work.&lt;br&gt;
It certainly takes some energy - and I always find that I sleep like a log on Monday evenings - so it's worth that alone!&lt;br&gt;
I usually let O decide our itinerary for the day which can be anything from a day at the seaside or swimming baths to merely feeding the ducks at the nearby lake.&lt;br&gt;
Yesterday was spent painting and I thought you might like to see how things ended up.I thought I was ever so organised - four plastic pots of different coloured paint and four individual paint brushes- nothing could be easier! As the photos show the end result was somewhat different.&lt;br&gt;
The rest of the afternoon-up until teatime and then his collection by his daddy was spent watching 'Mickey Mouses Christmas Party' (in the middle of August). It's a great DVD but after 1000 showings it tends to aggravate more than entertain. O never seems to notice - he loves it.  With a new baby due at the end of the year G and I are looking forward to double the pleasure. The only problem on the horizon is that O is insisting that the new baby - whatever sex- is to be called Caroline - for reasons known only to himself!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/23/title_20228/#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://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0008_01.JPG" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0008_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0010_01.JPG" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0010_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0009_01.JPG" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/s/sandycastle/img/0009_01_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a><br>
On a slightly lighter note (understatement) I thought I'd share with you what my average Monday is all about.<br>
Since I retired I have looked after O each Monday while his mammy goes to work.<br>
It certainly takes some energy - and I always find that I sleep like a log on Monday evenings - so it's worth that alone!<br>
I usually let O decide our itinerary for the day which can be anything from a day at the seaside or swimming baths to merely feeding the ducks at the nearby lake.<br>
Yesterday was spent painting and I thought you might like to see how things ended up.I thought I was ever so organised - four plastic pots of different coloured paint and four individual paint brushes- nothing could be easier! As the photos show the end result was somewhat different.<br>
The rest of the afternoon-up until teatime and then his collection by his daddy was spent watching 'Mickey Mouses Christmas Party' (in the middle of August). It's a great DVD but after 1000 showings it tends to aggravate more than entertain. O never seems to notice - he loves it.  With a new baby due at the end of the year G and I are looking forward to double the pleasure. The only problem on the horizon is that O is insisting that the new baby - whatever sex- is to be called Caroline - for reasons known only to himself!!</p>
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He puts poison in his vein,&lt;br&gt;
And I know he won't refrain,&lt;br&gt;
Even if I beg or plead with all my heart.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to take him in my arms,&lt;br&gt;
Soothe him better - use my charms,&lt;br&gt;
but he's too old now to sit on mammy's knee.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He has begged and he has pleaded,&lt;br&gt;
For the money he has needed,&lt;br&gt;
Which, sad to say, I've often given in the end.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And if through me he ends his life,&lt;br&gt;
I might as well have used a knife,&lt;br&gt;
T'would have been a kinder gift from me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So via his hallucinations,&lt;br&gt;
And my futile frustrations,&lt;br&gt;
His end is not so much an 'if' but more a 'when'.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/21/title_19798/#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 puts poison in his vein,<br>
And I know he won't refrain,<br>
Even if I beg or plead with all my heart.</p>
	<p>I want to take him in my arms,<br>
Soothe him better - use my charms,<br>
but he's too old now to sit on mammy's knee.</p>
	<p>He has begged and he has pleaded,<br>
For the money he has needed,<br>
Which, sad to say, I've often given in the end.</p>
	<p>And if through me he ends his life,<br>
I might as well have used a knife,<br>
T'would have been a kinder gift from me.</p>
	<p>So via his hallucinations,<br>
And my futile frustrations,<br>
His end is not so much an 'if' but more a 'when'.
</p>
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Come to think of it I'm probably underselling myself with a blog -I should be writing a novel at the very least! Hope this is the first of many - looking forward to this new challenge.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sandycastle.blog.co.uk/2005/08/20/title_19195/#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>Not being a computer whizzkid is rather cramping my style-this is my third attempt at writing a 'blog'and somehow I keep losing them on my computer! I have thought about doing this for a while but on my first foray into blogs I accessed a USA based site linked to a music download channel and I immediately thought I'd linked up to 'other beings' speaking some alien language. However now that I've found blog.co.uk with ordinary down-to-earth bloggers I'll give it a go. My next quandary was whether or not my present life is interesting enough for others to read. When I sat and thought about it -well- they say life is a tapestry- mine beats the Bayeux.!<br>
Come to think of it I'm probably underselling myself with a blog -I should be writing a novel at the very least! Hope this is the first of many - looking forward to this new challenge.
</p>
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