<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471</id><updated>2011-11-18T01:51:55.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Fluffy Clouds</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-6871229671415428905</id><published>2009-04-21T20:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:11:24.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>High Maintenance vs. Low Maintence</title><content type='html'>Apparently I need to be more high maintenance. Or so my boyfriend says. I just did an online survey that said I was definitely low maintenance. I thought that was a good thing, but obviously not! Here's what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are Low Maintenance: Otherwise known as "too good to be true". You're one laid back chica - and men love that! Just remember that no good guy likes a doormat. So if you find your self going along to get along... Stop yourself and put up a little bit of a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically he's saying I'm a doormat. Unfortunately I can see what he means. I'm really laid back and easy going. I wouldn't want someone to always agree with me, I'd want someone with all their own opinions and their own interests and someone you could have some good banter with. I don't think I flirt enough with him - y'know, be a bit cheeky, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how do I be more high maintenance without turning into a pain in the ass? According to someone on Yahoo! Answers 'high maintenance' is "usually someone you have to 'take care of' or 'needs a lot of attention' or 'costs a lot of money' or 'spends a lot of money on herself' or 'someone who is insecure and/or jealous', also, someone who is NEVER satisfied!".  High maintenance requires a lot of time, effort and money. Well, if he wants to spend more money on me then cool. I think he might just want me to be more assertive. Which normally isn't a problem I have, but if I'm not bothered about something I won't pretend I am. Maybe that's it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone else on Yahoo! Answers said: "for me "high maintenance" means that the other person is very demanding emotionally...like she is needy and needs things like attention, assurances she is desirable, you know, like come over and spend time with me but don't really expect me to do anything for you, but rather you must do everything for me...take me out to dinner, spend money on me, tell me i'm beautiful, buy me gifts, show me off, and don't expect anything in return..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.divinecaroline.com/article/22267/29805--high-maintenance--really-mean-"&gt;Here's &lt;/a&gt;an interesting article about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he really means it. I'll check before I start being all super-demanding. I'm sure I've got it in me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-6871229671415428905?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/6871229671415428905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=6871229671415428905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/6871229671415428905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/6871229671415428905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2009/04/high-maintenance-vs-low-maintence.html' title='High Maintenance vs. Low Maintence'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-2354005634172312981</id><published>2009-01-18T14:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:08:16.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fusion cooking</title><content type='html'>I am a cooking genius. Well, that's stretching it a bit. Quite a lot actually. But I did invent a new recipe yesterday. Apparently it's a fusion of Mexican, Indian and Italian - a chilli con carne and mango lasagne. I know it sounds a bit weird, but bear with me - it actually tasted great! Still to work out the quantities to put on here, but the basic recipe is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;Beef mince&lt;br /&gt;Large onion&lt;br /&gt;Dried mango&lt;br /&gt;Tomato paste&lt;br /&gt;Tin of chopped tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Tin of kidney beans&lt;br /&gt;Schwartz chilli con carne dried spice mix&lt;br /&gt;Mango chutney&lt;br /&gt;Sour cream and creme fraiche mixed together&lt;br /&gt;Lasagne sheets&lt;br /&gt;Oven at about 200 degrees C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop and fry a large onion in olive oil. Fry some lean beef mince (at least 500g) until browned all the way through. Season with salt and pepper and squeeze on a load of tomato paste - stir in. Empty a regular sized tin of chopped tomatoes and half a tin of water. Chop up a small packet of dried mango and add that to the mince. Bring to the boil and simmer for about 20-mins. Add a regular sized tin of kidney beans and a packet of chilli con carne Schwartz mix (ok, I cheated with that part - if I put this in a cookery book obviously I'd work out the 'official' way). Anyway, you'll probably need to add some more water so it's not too gloopy. Bring to the boil again and simmer for another ten minutes. Ish. You might need to stir quite a bit as the spice mix for some reason makes it burn a bit to the bottom of the pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a lasagne dish. Layer the chilli mix, mango chutney and sour cream and creme friache mix, then lasagne, then chilli, mango chutney and the cream mix, then grated cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put in the oven for about half an hour. It might be a bit sloppy but is great with a green salad. Promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-2354005634172312981?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/2354005634172312981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=2354005634172312981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/2354005634172312981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/2354005634172312981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2009/01/fusion-cooking.html' title='Fusion cooking'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-2775349530124089287</id><published>2008-08-07T17:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T17:32:45.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Paris</title><content type='html'>Some funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris Hilton's ad for a presidential campaign in response to something John McCain did is classic.  Very good piece of person PR there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="464" height="388" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=64ad536a6d" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=64ad536a6d" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/64ad536a6d"&gt;Paris Hilton Responds to McCain Ad&lt;/a&gt; and more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;FunnyOrDie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this &lt;a href="http://0at.org/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is funny - cute cartoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-2775349530124089287?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/2775349530124089287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=2775349530124089287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/2775349530124089287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/2775349530124089287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2008/08/ode-to-paris.html' title='Ode to Paris'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-6396256288515695189</id><published>2008-07-27T21:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:38:54.157+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Row Row Row Your Boat</title><content type='html'>Nearly Olympics time. Very exciting. This is the men's 8+ doing it's bit for team morale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_3fTVtfxls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q_3fTVtfxls&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-6396256288515695189?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/6396256288515695189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=6396256288515695189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/6396256288515695189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/6396256288515695189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2008/07/row-row-row-your-boat.html' title='Row Row Row Your Boat'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-8365014820369940359</id><published>2008-07-23T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:58:51.725+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo! I had forgotten my login details or didn't change to the new Google login thingy or whatever, so haven't posted here for months and months and months. Plus I'm just stupid busy all the time. But I'm back! I might even post something. I'm thinking cakes. And interesting stuff. We'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-8365014820369940359?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/8365014820369940359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=8365014820369940359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/8365014820369940359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/8365014820369940359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116842884993393443</id><published>2007-01-10T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:34:09.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mindless Menace of Violence</title><content type='html'>Just saw a couple of minutes of The Oprah Winfrey Show and they played a speech that Bobby Kennedy made after the death of Martin Luther King, Jr.  It's pretty good.  Looking forward to seeing the new film by Emilio Estevez actually - 'Bobby'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MINDLESS MENACE OF VIOLENCE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert F. Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;City Club of Cleveland, Cleveland, Ohio&lt;br /&gt;April 5, 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a time of shame and sorrow. It is not a day for politics. I have saved this one opportunity, my only event of today, to speak briefly to you about the mindless menace of violence in America which again stains our land and every one of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not the concern of any one race. The victims of the violence are black and white, rich and poor, young and old, famous and unknown. They are, most important of all, human beings whom other human beings loved and needed. No one - no matter where he lives or what he does - can be certain who will suffer from some senseless act of bloodshed. And yet it goes on and on and on in this country of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? What has violence ever accomplished? What has it ever created? No martyr's cause has ever been stilled by an assassin's bullet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wrongs have ever been righted by riots and civil disorders. A sniper is only a coward, not a hero; and an uncontrolled, uncontrollable mob is only the voice of madness, not the voice of reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever any American's life is taken by another American unnecessarily - whether it is done in the name of the law or in the defiance of the law, by one man or a gang, in cold blood or in passion, in an attack of violence or in response to violence - whenever we tear at the fabric of the life which another man has painfully and clumsily woven for himself and his children, the whole nation is degraded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Among free men," said Abraham Lincoln, "there can be no successful appeal from the ballot to the bullet; and those who take such appeal are sure to lose their cause and pay the costs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we seemingly tolerate a rising level of violence that ignores our common humanity and our claims to civilization alike. We calmly accept newspaper reports of civilian slaughter in far-off lands. We glorify killing on movie and television screens and call it entertainment. We make it easy for men of all shades of sanity to acquire whatever weapons and ammunition they desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too often we honor swagger and bluster and wielders of force; too often we excuse those who are willing to build their own lives on the shattered dreams of others. Some Americans who preach non-violence abroad fail to practice it here at home. Some who accuse others of inciting riots have by their own conduct invited them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some look for scapegoats, others look for conspiracies, but this much is clear: violence breeds violence, repression brings retaliation, and only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For there is another kind of violence, slower but just as deadly destructive as the shot or the bomb in the night. This is the violence of institutions; indifference and inaction and slow decay. This is the violence that afflicts the poor, that poisons relations between men because their skin has different colors. This is the slow destruction of a child by hunger, and schools without books and homes without heat in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the breaking of a man's spirit by denying him the chance to stand as a father and as a man among other men. And this too afflicts us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not come here to propose a set of specific remedies nor is there a single set. For a broad and adequate outline we know what must be done. When you teach a man to hate and fear his brother, when you teach that he is a lesser man because of his color or his beliefs or the policies he pursues, when you teach that those who differ from you threaten your freedom or your job or your family, then you also learn to confront others not as fellow citizens but as enemies, to be met not with cooperation but with conquest; to be subjugated and mastered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn, at the last, to look at our brothers as aliens, men with whom we share a city, but not a community; men bound to us in common dwelling, but not in common effort. We learn to share only a common fear, only a common desire to retreat from each other, only a common impulse to meet disagreement with force. For all this, there are no final answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet we know what we must do. It is to achieve true justice among our fellow citizens. The question is not what programs we should seek to enact. The question is whether we can find in our own midst and in our own hearts that leadership of humane purpose that will recognize the terrible truths of our existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must admit the vanity of our false distinctions among men and learn to find our own advancement in the search for the advancement of others. We must admit in ourselves that our own children's future cannot be built on the misfortunes of others. We must recognize that this short life can neither be ennobled or enriched by hatred or revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives on this planet are too short and the work to be done too great to let this spirit flourish any longer in our land. Of course we cannot vanquish it with a program, nor with a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we can perhaps remember, if only for a time, that those who live with us are our brothers, that they share with us the same short moment of life; that they seek, as do we, nothing but the chance to live out their lives in purpose and in happiness, winning what satisfaction and fulfillment they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, this bond of common faith, this bond of common goal, can begin to teach us something. Surely, we can learn, at least, to look at those around us as fellow men, and surely we can begin to work a little harder to bind up the wounds among us and to become in our own hearts brothers and countrymen once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116842884993393443?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116842884993393443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116842884993393443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116842884993393443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116842884993393443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2007/01/mindless-menace-of-violence.html' title='The Mindless Menace of Violence'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116827390712775263</id><published>2007-01-08T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:31:47.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get On With It</title><content type='html'>'For twenty years he amused himself with thinking about what he would write when he really got around to it and for another twenty with what he could have written if the fates had been kinder.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116827390712775263?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116827390712775263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116827390712775263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116827390712775263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116827390712775263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2007/01/get-on-with-it.html' title='Get On With It'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116773581251556585</id><published>2007-01-02T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:03:32.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to anyone who happens to read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling particularly uninspired recently hence no posts.  Maybe I'll think of something soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116773581251556585?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116773581251556585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116773581251556585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116773581251556585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116773581251556585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116678597969288872</id><published>2006-12-22T12:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:12:59.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/65690/IMG_3816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/222005/IMG_3816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please sir, can I have some more? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/929597/IMG_3809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/763586/IMG_3809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who reads this, have a very happy Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116678597969288872?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116678597969288872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116678597969288872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116678597969288872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116678597969288872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116630809690024852</id><published>2006-12-16T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:28:16.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HURRAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/207929/leona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/851260/leona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona won the X Factor! If she hadn't won then, well, it would've been STUPID. This evening has been trash TV central.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116630809690024852?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116630809690024852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116630809690024852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116630809690024852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116630809690024852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/12/hurrah.html' title='HURRAH!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116630749906499909</id><published>2006-12-16T23:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:18:19.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOCKER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/395551/emma01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/848692/emma01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Bunting didn't go through to the Strictly Come Dancing final. It's a shocker. She so should've gone through. I agreed that Cricketer Man should've won (amazing Argentinian Tango Mark and Karen...), but not Dawson through! He's improved and I like him, but it's going to be no contest next weekend now.  I just think Emma deserved it more.  I can't believe I'm blogging about Strictly Come Dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116630749906499909?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116630749906499909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116630749906499909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116630749906499909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116630749906499909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/12/shocker.html' title='SHOCKER'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116588428848317743</id><published>2006-12-12T01:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:44:48.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much To Say</title><content type='html'>I can't think of anything interesting or much to say at the moment cos my brain's not working.  I've been in London for a week, this is my second and last week, on work experience at Good Housekeeping magazine!  It's fun, and I'll have some bits I've written in the March and April 2007 issues.  Hurrah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116588428848317743?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116588428848317743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116588428848317743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116588428848317743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116588428848317743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/12/not-much-to-say.html' title='Not Much To Say'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116497494440977911</id><published>2006-12-01T13:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:09:04.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Wintermas!</title><content type='html'>Political correctness gone mad - several councils and other stupid people saying they can't use the phrase 'Christmas' because it might cause offence to people of other faiths.   Well I'm sorry, it's Christmas, the whole reason there is something happening on 25 December is because of Jesus CHRIST, hence CHRISTmas.  It is not Wintermas, or Winter Festival or whatever - you can't deny the 'involvement' of Christianity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should the term 'Christmas' cause offence?  It's just ridiculous.  People have to understand and tolerate other people's beliefs, faiths, opinions all the time.  It's part of living in a diverse, free-speaking society.  It just really, really, really winds me up such stupidness and narrow-mindedness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116497494440977911?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116497494440977911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116497494440977911&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116497494440977911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116497494440977911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-wintermas.html' title='Merry Wintermas!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116482661837440699</id><published>2006-11-29T19:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:56:58.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antarctica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/685333/IMG_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/145947/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/397228/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/84697/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/1600/286202/IMG_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/941976/IMG_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out these really pretty pictures I found on the blog &lt;a href="http://davidruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Antarctica&lt;/a&gt; by a guy called David Ruth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116482661837440699?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116482661837440699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116482661837440699&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482661837440699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482661837440699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/antarctica.html' title='Antarctica'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116482603513893270</id><published>2006-11-29T19:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:47:54.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Choristes</title><content type='html'>I watched The Chorus last night. What a lovely, lovely film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/102977/choristes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116482603513893270?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116482603513893270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116482603513893270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482603513893270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482603513893270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/les-choristes.html' title='Les Choristes'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116482536776714934</id><published>2006-11-29T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:36:07.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>Hurrah! After writing about the cake I made for my friend but didn't have a photo of, she sent me a photo... Ok, so it looks very amateurish, but apparently it tasted good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/333860/IMGP0845%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116482536776714934?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116482536776714934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116482536776714934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482536776714934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116482536776714934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-cake.html' title='Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116466373517137864</id><published>2006-11-27T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:42:15.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Obituary: Flip Flop Flying</title><content type='html'>I've never written an obituary before. I think it must be quite hard. Benji (fellow FFF appreciator) has written &lt;a href="http://teaislife.blogspot.com/2006/11/ttfn-fff.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Although perhaps obituary is too harsh, perhaps just an 'au revoir'. Mr Robinson - Craig of Flip Flop Flyin' fame - has stopped writing his blog &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com/"&gt;'Flip Flop FlyinG'&lt;/a&gt;. I am very sad about this - I have been reading it and commenting on it since the very beginning. He's done so much stuff since then. Him and Billy, his very cute dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it doesn't surprise me - recently it seemed more of a chore and some people were getting a bit abusive on the comments. I wish him the very best of luck in whatever he does. Here is the man himself from &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/pocketfilms/?pid=19735261"&gt;Ju's fotoblog&lt;/a&gt; - creator of &lt;a href="http://www.pocketfilmsfortravelers.com/"&gt;Pocket Films for Travelers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/856993/craig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of my favourite things from Flip Flop FlyinG (and Flyin' cos most of it's on there)...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/807099/ballparks.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. 30 Ballparks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/927200/red%20day.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Monday is red day &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3186/1027/320/238065/runningdogtest.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Billy running (19 May 2006)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, have decided there's too much.  One of my really favourite things though was his 'The Bench' pictorial story.  I really really liked it.  Also, The Cnuties.  And minipops.  And his random photos. And the trip to Miami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, so long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116466373517137864?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116466373517137864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116466373517137864&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116466373517137864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116466373517137864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/obituary-flip-flop-flying.html' title='Obituary: Flip Flop Flying'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116466066581083528</id><published>2006-11-27T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:51:05.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do with my time</title><content type='html'>I am getting a bit fed up with myself and not having a proper job and not knowing what to do. So apart from spending too much time emailing (but not really achieving much) I am doing some other not useful things to pass my time.  I really don't know what my problem is at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Etsy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is seriously cool.  It's sort of like eBay but it's for people to buy and sell handmade, crafty type stuff.  Perfect for unique presents.  And perfect for someone like me who makes a few things.  Not that I've actually sold anything yet.  I have to say I haven't given it much time or effort yet.  My shop is called 'sparkle and shine'.  You can see it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://sparkleandshine.etsy.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;.  If anyone fancies doing me a snazzy little banner for free, let me know!  Teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't put a recipe up here for ages.  I'll find a nice one...  My mum's apple cake is scrummy.  I made two the other day.  I also made sticky ginger parkin last weekend.  It wasn't as nice as I thought it would be.  I made a pretty good Victoria sponge cake for my granny for her birthday, and also some cupcakes, but I didn't have muffin tins to cook them in so they went a bit wrong.  Ooh, and I also made a pretty jazzy chocolate cake with vanilla icing decorated with chocolate iced writing for my friend's birthday present.  I forgot to take a photo of that too.  Bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Watching films&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't be doing with daytime television, but the odd film is super duper (actually I'd watch them more if I didn't think my mum would shout at me for being lazy).  I love films.  I loved the new James Bond film by the way (Daniel Craig - nice big hands, mmm).  And The Departed - the latest Martin Scorsese (Leonardo DiCaprio - surprisingly good).  And other films I've watched recently (or re-watched) are School of Rock, The Station Agent, Transamerica, Legally Blonde, Layer Cake, The Recruit, The Goonies, Bridget Jones' Diary, Pretty Woman, Pride and Prejudice, Sweet Home Alabama, Out of Africa, Madagascar, Jerry Maguire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Writing bits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;...but never finishing anything.  Other than blog entries, emails and the odd letter.  I'm writing to a soldier in Iraq.  I thought it must get quite lonely out there.  I don't necessarily agree with the war, but as we've sent all those people out there I decided to do my little bit to support them.  My guy's in Basra.  He's an officer.  His room used to be one of Saddam Hussain's loos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Of the writings I have started and not finished... a screenplay (adaptation of a pretty cheesy chic-lit book), a children's storybook (I have an idea for a whole series of countryside based stories, seeing as that's where I live, but can't seem to fully form the ideas), a novel (hahahahaha - I joined the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;National Novel Writing Month&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; thing last week.  You have to write a 50,000 word novel in a month.  From 1-30 November.  I joined last week.  Basically it isn't going to happen!), a business plan (for one or many of several ideas I've had), a TEFL book for tourism in rural places (an idea I had in Mozambique), articles for a new youth website I thought of a few months ago (just need to learn how to build a website as well), a newsletter for the rowing club (need a good name for it), I think that'll do for now (there are sure to be more) but I'm sure you get the picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone spur me into action please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116466066581083528?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116466066581083528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116466066581083528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116466066581083528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116466066581083528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/things-to-do-with-my-time.html' title='Things to do with my time'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116289868268073947</id><published>2006-11-07T12:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T11:59:57.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things about me</title><content type='html'>Investigating &lt;a href="http://teaislife.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-incontrovertible-truths-about-me.html"&gt;Benji's blog&lt;/a&gt; I decided to copy one of his entries cos I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some true things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right handed, but left eyed (annoying for archery).&lt;br /&gt;I cry at a lot of TV programmes (especially ones with dying polar bears) and films (romantic ones).&lt;br /&gt;I thought the English Patient was boring.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am friendly.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am sometimes too nice.&lt;br /&gt;I love skiing.&lt;br /&gt;I like sailing, and swimming, and rowing, and water skiing, and scuba diving.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo of a shark on my back.&lt;br /&gt;I have just taught myself to knit (but having a bit of an issue with purling).&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a job at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I am always having ideas but I don't know where to go with them.&lt;br /&gt;I love watching films. Well, good ones anyway (went to see The Departed last night - great film).&lt;br /&gt;I am currently trying to write my first screenplay.&lt;br /&gt;I can't drink coffee - it gives me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Gordon Ramsay to Jamie Oliver.&lt;br /&gt;I like watching sport.&lt;br /&gt;I like summertime.&lt;br /&gt;I love animals.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a boyfriend at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I also don't have any money at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really drink much.&lt;br /&gt;I love making cakes and biscuits and also I like cooking for lots of people but not just for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think the Queen is great. I'd really like to meet her. I've met the Duke of Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;My first crush was on Adam Ant.&lt;br /&gt;I love my sheepskin boots.&lt;br /&gt;I like wearing brightly coloured boy-pants, not those teeny g-strings.&lt;br /&gt;I love the British countryside.&lt;br /&gt;I love sitting in front of a fire with a book and a freshly cooked scone with strawberry jam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116289868268073947?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116289868268073947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116289868268073947&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116289868268073947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116289868268073947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-things-about-me.html' title='Some things about me'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116289762435950680</id><published>2006-11-07T11:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:07:04.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Covert advertising</title><content type='html'>I wonder whether the Telegraph Group (publishers of the Daily and Sunday Telegraph) are getting payments from cigarette manufacturers in a sort of covert advertising way (perhaps it's allowed?).  Before cigarette advertising was banned they always used to have their ads on the back cover of the magazine.  I have noticed now that a high proportion of the celebrity interviews that are featured in the Saturday magazine particularly always mention that the celebrity in question has 'just lit up a Marlboro Light', or that they 'smoke Marlboro Lights'.  Hardly necessary for the integrity of the article, so I just wondered whether they are actually getting paid to include it?!  Ooh, is that slander?  I hope not!  Also, if they have a celeb on the front cover they do often seem to be smoking as well.  I don't care if they smoke - they can do what they like - but I don't think it should be promoted and associated with 'cool' people in such a blatant way.  Don't want to influence impressionable young folk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116289762435950680?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116289762435950680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116289762435950680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116289762435950680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116289762435950680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/covert-advertising.html' title='Covert advertising'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116280799768618657</id><published>2006-11-06T10:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T11:13:38.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the rainforest</title><content type='html'>I had an idea a couple of weeks ago to do with carbon footprint stuff. There are loads of companies now set up where people can offset their carbon emissions by planting trees. But surely they will take ages to do much. Why not preserve the amazing forests we already have that are busy photosynthesising already? The rainforests are still being cut down at a shocking (and criminal) rate. Why not just buy acres of rainforest to offset your carbon emissions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was obviously onto a good thing cos Andrew Cave in the Daily Telegraph wrote about it today. Apparently for £12million the British Government could buy enough rainforest to allow us to meet our Kyoto Treaty thingy targets. If airlines bought all the rainforests then they would offset all of their carbon emissions. Plus obviously saving an amazing natural resource and habitat. However, not sure if the countries that contain the rainforests would 'sell' them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of sad though that there's all this money in the world, all these hugely successful businesses and some vast personal fortunes for some people and it's only through Government intervention, setting targets and things that, they do anything about it. Rather than building ridiculous 123-room mansions (Aaron Spelling apparently had two 'present wrapping' rooms in his Beverley Hills mansion) why not live a little more modestly and actually do something properly good with their money. I'd think it was seriously cool to own a rainforest and make that environmental impact, and also save all those species of flora and fauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect, so I can't preach, but I do try and do little things as I know that every little helps and if everyone, e.g. didn't leave appliances on standby, didn't leave chargers plugged in, didn't leave taps running, didn't leave lights on when they're out the room, didn't recycle plastics and paper and metals, we would all save quite a lot of energy. I think we need to have recycling bins on the streets, in stations and airports, etc - like they had when I was in Hong Kong. And teach school children the importance of buying locally produced food. And perhaps there should even be lessons on energy efficiency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think it's quite sad. Talking of quite sad and still relating to global warming, I watched the first programme in the new series of &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/sn/tvradio/programmes/planetearth/"&gt;Planet Earth&lt;/a&gt; last night. That programme is amazing. The photography is amazing. The things we get to witness are amazing. But also quite upsetting. Last night the programme was talking about the Arctic and the Antarctic - Ice Worlds. It talked about global warming and the effect it will have on the polar ice caps. One particularly upsetting story was about a polar bear who swam more than 50-miles in a desperate attempt to find food. Due to ice caps melting earlier their traditional method of finding food - getting seals resting on ice floes - is getting harder. The exhausted polar bear in the programme eventually found land again and a colony of walruses. It was so desperate for food that it tried in vain to kill one of the walruses. It was desperate to watch. One of those don't-want-to-watch but can't-look-away things. It got stabbed by the walrus's tusks so badly that it could hardly walk anymore, certainly couldn't get any food and it just curled itself up to die. God, I was in floods and floods of tears. In fact, it's making me cry again now just thinking about it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116280799768618657?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116280799768618657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116280799768618657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116280799768618657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116280799768618657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/11/save-rainforest.html' title='Save the rainforest'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116185414196616663</id><published>2006-10-26T10:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:15:41.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag and the Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag the wire-haired fox terrier meets new squeaky toy - Dino the Tyrannosaurus Rex (since deceased).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116185414196616663?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116185414196616663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116185414196616663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116185414196616663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116185414196616663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/tag-and-dinosaur.html' title='Tag and the Dinosaur'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116185279449355893</id><published>2006-10-26T09:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:53:14.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrah for Hats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my first ever proper big hat that I knitted myself yesterday whilst having a 24-fest.  I am very proud of myself for this!  I didn't have a pattern or anything.  Just lovely Rowan Big Wool and some massive knitting needles.  Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my brother wants one too.  Minus the bobble.   And in a different colour.  He's a 'cool' snowboarder, so my design will be gracing the slopes of Tignes in the not too distant future.  If I can find a colour he likes...  I wish the Big Wool wasn't so expensive though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, after taking this photo I realised how &lt;em&gt;awful&lt;/em&gt; I look at the moment - check out the bags under my eyes.  Even my mum commented on them.  Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116185279449355893?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116185279449355893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116185279449355893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116185279449355893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116185279449355893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/hurrah-for-hats.html' title='Hurrah for Hats!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116169800885497618</id><published>2006-10-24T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:54:52.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip Flop Flyin' Pictorial Atlas of the World</title><content type='html'>Craig Robinson of &lt;a href="http://ww.flipflopflyin.com/"&gt;Flip Flop Flyin'&lt;/a&gt; (and &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com/"&gt;FlyinG&lt;/a&gt; - the blog) is working on his &lt;em&gt;third&lt;/em&gt; book! His is the blog I read the most and also the one that made me have my own blog (whoopee, I hear you cry). Anyway, I think he's great. The book is his version of an &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflyin.com/atlas/index.html"&gt;Atlas&lt;/a&gt;. He had the idea, did some bits, then decided to do it properly, mentioned on his blog that he needed a publisher and then lo-and-behold two approached him on the same day. I made a suggestion for that Atlas (24 January 2006 entry)... hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, small world stuff - when I went on the ski trip in March this year one of the girls I was sharing an apartment with, Siaron, actually knows Craig. She used to work at &lt;a href="http://www.lateral.net/"&gt;Lateral&lt;/a&gt; and now does fashion illustration, textile design and other graphic design-type things and has her own brand called &lt;a href="http://www.su-ma.com/"&gt;su-ma&lt;/a&gt;. When she was at Lateral she contacted Craig to do a website thing called 'sneakerbuilder' and he told me because of that that she was instrumental in him realising he could do the graphic design thing for a living. How cool is that? She's such a lovely person too. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry for being a bit of a name dropper, but I like to talk about interesting people - especially when I've met them or have something vaguely to do with them.  People doing their own thing inspire me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116169800885497618?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116169800885497618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116169800885497618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116169800885497618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116169800885497618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/flip-flop-flyin-pictorial-atlas-of.html' title='Flip Flop Flyin&apos; Pictorial Atlas of the World'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116169669901449148</id><published>2006-10-24T14:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:31:39.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic photography</title><content type='html'>Wow. Just been browsing the &lt;a href="http://designersblock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Designers' Block&lt;/a&gt; blog and discovered &lt;a href="http://photo.net/photodb/photo-of-the-week/"&gt;photo.net&lt;/a&gt;. The images on there are amazing and diverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a very small selection from their Photo of the Week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/2432305-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/2432305-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/4545173-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/4545173-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/3211031-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/3211031-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/3733203-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/3733203-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/3066767-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/3066767-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/1909296-sm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/1909296-sm.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/870366-sm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/870366-sm.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116169669901449148?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116169669901449148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116169669901449148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116169669901449148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116169669901449148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/fantastic-photography.html' title='Fantastic photography'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116136418749107065</id><published>2006-10-20T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:09:47.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where should I take my ideas?</title><content type='html'>Working stifles creativity. Or so I said last week, or whenever it was. But not working for more than about two weeks also seems to do the same. I don't know what I spend my days doing at the moment. A bit of emailing checking, a bit of MSN-ing, a bit of rowing club women's squad organising (that's a job and a half - semi-volunteered to help out. Why?), walking the dogs or walking the ponies with mum, eating (waaaaay too much), not exercising enough... and that seems to be about it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really want a job though. Or at least I don't know what type of job I want. I don't really want to just fall into something again if I don't have to. I'm not work shy. Maybe I could/should go and work in a nice shop somewhere for something to do for a bit. But it's probably not really what parents had in mind for me. Or that I had in mind for myself after leaving my previous job. Not that I really had a plan. I had lots of ideas though. Too many to be any use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I also thought now was the time to Do My Own Thing. I always thought I'd have my own business after working with or knowing people who do and thinking I could do better (or at least do some things better). But doing what? I don't know. I really really really don't know. I don't have one burning ambition, one thing that I think needs bringing to this world. Something that I want to work all hours bringing to fruition. I want to have a life as well. Not that I'm actually doing much at the moment. The old cliche about busy people doing even more stuff is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide what I'm good at either. This is going to sound big headed, but I think things change a little when I'm working somewhere. I have had my 'randomness' commented on a few times, which apparently brings some different ideas to the table. And also just changes things a little in the atmosphere. I don't know if that's actually true. It's nice to think it is though. And whilst I'm here in my own little blogging world, I can have whatever I want to be as the truth! I also question things. And I have ideas about things. But not on the spot. It doesn't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rambling now. My one big problem is having ideas and not knowing where to go with them (hence today's blogging title), how to develop them, which people to talk to, how to protect the ideas, etc, etc. Just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few ideas for little books. Not novels, just little books. Do I write them? Or sell the idea first? Or try and get an agent? Or try and find a publisher? Which publisher or agent would I go to? Do I find my own illustrator? Can I protect my idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also had an idea for a documentary/travelogue for TV and a book, etc. Again, who do I go to? I can't afford to just go an make it. How do I get financial backing? What do I need to do to sell the idea? Who do I go to? How can I protect it from being copied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had some ideas for clothing lines and brands. How do I find a manufacturer? How do I get them to make the designs I want in the fabric I want? Where do I go to to source fabric? And how on earth do you do a cash flow forecast for a business plan?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I've had some bigger ideas and some ideas that some other companies might like to use. Can I sell them the ideas? Can I be a silent partner in something bigger with people with real money to make the bigger ideas happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I just have no clue at all. Road to nowhere... (actually the road to Exmouth in Western Australia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Road%20to%20nowhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116136418749107065?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116136418749107065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116136418749107065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116136418749107065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116136418749107065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-should-i-take-my-ideas.html' title='Where should I take my ideas?'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116118934186921910</id><published>2006-10-18T17:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:35:41.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Freedom_by_tyt2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Freedom_by_tyt2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; ©2005-2006 ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="u" href="http://tyt2000.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tyt2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another aimless internet ramble I came across this photograph entitled 'Freedom'.  I think it's great!  I found it on &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/19490162/"&gt;DeviantART&lt;/a&gt;, but I have no idea how I came across that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116118934186921910?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116118934186921910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116118934186921910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116118934186921910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116118934186921910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116117569602713811</id><published>2006-10-18T13:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T13:51:01.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Help the old people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/egg%20and%20hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/egg%20and%20hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, prior to today the only thing I've ever knitted is a scarf. And I just knitted it (as opposed to purling as well). I did it last Christmas. I was actually knitting it for the Boy (you know who), out of non-wool yarn cos he's allergic. But he laughed about knitting (when I hadn't told him it was for him) so I kept it for myself. Anyhoo, &lt;a href="http://www.innocentdrinks.co.uk/"&gt;innocent drinks&lt;/a&gt; do a regular campaign over the winter called &lt;a href="http://www.innocentdrinks.co.uk/supergran/"&gt;Supergran&lt;/a&gt; to knit hats for their little smoothie bottles to raise money for Help the Aged. They were sending out 1000 knitting kits and I got mine today. They are so good with their marketing stuff. So I decided to knit a mini hat today. Some people do some amazing things. I was proud just to make something that vaguely looked like a hat. Had a bit of an issue when it came to sewing on the bobble (how are you supposed to do that??), but I think you'll agree (you'd better do) it's not a bad effort!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116117569602713811?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116117569602713811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116117569602713811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116117569602713811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116117569602713811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/help-old-people.html' title='Help the old people'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-116051023096652920</id><published>2006-10-10T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:57:11.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Meant To Do?</title><content type='html'>So have been working for a couple of weeks now.  The three days a week thing turned into &lt;em&gt;all five days&lt;/em&gt; last week.  Think of the money, think of the money.  Anyway, they have a new person now (after I turned them down, natch) so only need me for another week.  Which means I have to ponder what to do again.  Grrr.  I really have no clue.  I don't think PR on a permanent basis is for me though.  Too much annoyance.  At least I know I can actually do it if I put my mind to it.  It's definitely not rocket science, as everyone used to say to me (and I agreed with them then anyway), and some of it is admittedly fun.  But to be honest, at the moment, I can't be arsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to London at the weekend to visit friends.  Had a really nice chilled time.  Haven't seen them since before I went away.  We chatted, boogied, ate lots, drank a bit, went for a run in Regent's Park past London Zoo (quite surreal and I'm sure I heard a lion roar).  Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then went to a gig last night as part of &lt;a href="http://www.oxfam.org.uk/oxjam/"&gt;Oxjam&lt;/a&gt;.  Great gig at the Waterfront in Norwich: &lt;a href="http://www.lickthedice.co.uk/"&gt;Lick the Dice&lt;/a&gt; (all about 12 years old I think, but very snazzy on the guitars), &lt;a href="http://www.lot55.co.uk/"&gt;Lot 55&lt;/a&gt; (cute guitarist who looked like a a slightly rosy cheeked younger brother of Gary Oldman), &lt;a href="http://www.pistolas-pistolas.com/"&gt;The Pistolas&lt;/a&gt; (freaky lead singer, bit too heavy, but great last song) and &lt;a href="http://www.cordonline.co.uk/"&gt;CORD&lt;/a&gt;, who I have mentioned on here before.  Their first album is out this week.  James (lead singer) is looking more and more like a rock star.  And despite the skinny jeans, dodgy shiny jacket, side-parted slightly longish hair and MAN JEWELLERY, he is still incredibly sexy on stage.  Don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry (although by reading this you have no idea that I've been elsewhere on the internet for the past half an hour since writing the previous paragraph), just got totally distracted by You Tube.  Another one of those 'damn-why-didn't-I-think-of-that' things.  Just been bought by Google for $Xbillion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you know what, I really don't have anything interesting to say.  Working every day really does stifle creativity...(!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-116051023096652920?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/116051023096652920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=116051023096652920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116051023096652920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/116051023096652920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-am-i-meant-to-do.html' title='What Am I Meant To Do?'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115973818282864403</id><published>2006-10-01T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:29:42.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrology-schmology?</title><content type='html'>Just found a new website, via a blog via a blog via a blog that I found randomly the other day whilst researching something completely different.  Anyway, the most recent blog lady is an author called Elizabeth Crane and the website she recommended is &lt;a href="http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/"&gt;Free Will Astrology&lt;/a&gt;.  I was just looking at the archive of my lovely star sign, Leo, from last November time (around the time of meeting man-boy - sad I know) and found an entry I really like, just as something to remember/think about anyway.  It's from the week of 17 November 2oo5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Psychotherapists talk about how each of us has a false self and an authentic self. When we're in the grip of the false one, we don't love ourselves unless other people love us. We're addicted to status and other superficial standards of success, and we chase after all sorts of meaningless desires that can't possibly bring any lasting gratification. When we're anchored in our authentic self, on the other hand, our motivations are rooted in a love of life. We pursue our dreams because they're interesting and exciting, not in order to impress anyone. The coming weeks will bring a showdown between your false self and authentic self, Leo. If I were a betting man, I'd put my money on the authentic one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Also, from the week of 25 May 2006...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Commit random acts of the coolest kindness and most intriguing beauty you can dream up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the week of 1 June 2006... (these are great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A team of Japanese cultural analysts was assigned the task of figuring out the best possible pick-up line. The winner: "Rainen no kono hi mo issho ni waratteiy-oh." In English, that's "This time next year, let’s be laughing together." I present this expression for your consideration, Leo, because I think it's a perfectly poetic way to alert you to imminent developments in your life. As I understand the astrological omens, you're about to experience transformations whose power to fascinate and amuse you will not fully ripen until June of 2007. They may be subtle at first, but will slowly build in intensity as the months go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, and this one from 13 July 2006.  It's all very encouraging (and probably quite dull for anyone reading this - so go and do it for yourself and be encouraged/spooked out!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Nature loves courage," said visionary philosopher Terence McKenna. "It shows you it loves courage because it will respond to your brave commitment by removing impossible obstacles." While I believe this is always true, Leo, it's especially apropos for you right now. You've fallen short of your potential because you have not yet summoned more than a fraction of the boldness that lies within you. But this is a turning point when you finally have what it takes to tap into your dormant reserves. I hope you rise to the occasion, and so does nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one from 17 August 2006.  It's all kind of ringing true in some parts.  Quite pertinent.  But also good things to think about anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Raising kids is like making pancakes," muses Brian Copeland in his show Not a Genuine Black Man. "You always mess up the first one." A similar idea might apply to a certain multi-pronged project you've been working on, Leo. I'm not saying you should abandon or throw away your initial effort. On the contrary, like rookie parents whose inexperience has slightly tweaked their first-born, you should be thorough in trying to undo your mistakes. But I also suggest that you immediately get started on the next creation in the series, being sure you've learned all you can from the consequences of your earlier ignorance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it goes on... 24 August... (by the way, if anyone got reading this far, you can probably stop now, I'm just putting them in here for my own benefit now so I have them written in one place!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Psychologists Ed Diener and Martin E.P. Seligman cite 150 studies that suggest economic factors have little to do with happiness levels. For example, the Masai of Kenya, whose per capita income is under $300 a year, are as satisfied with their lives as the 400 wealthiest plutocrats in America. People living in the slums of Calcutta are slightly less filled with well-being, but not much. Your assignment, Leo, is to explore the personal implications of this. Can you get to the point where you truly feel that your ability to enjoy life has little to with how much money you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 14 September...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every year 1.5 million Turkish students take a day-long college entrance exam. It's a grueling maze of complicated yet often inane questions--an absurd attempt to quantify intelligence with a one-size-fits-all standard of measurement. Three quarters of all students fail, and thus face the prospect of unemployment in a country where only higher education guarantees a decent job. This year a lone rebel rose up in defiance against the oppressive tradition. Sefa Boyar announced he'd strive to give the wrong answer to every question on the multiple-choice test. Naturally, he had to study hard to make sure he wouldn't accidentally get a few right answers. Be inspired by Boyar, Leo. Resist or subvert the soul-shrinking hocus-pocus of a bunch of humans acting like machines. Unlike Boyar, do it in a way that enhances your chance to achieve success on your own terms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough navel gazing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115973818282864403?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115973818282864403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115973818282864403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115973818282864403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115973818282864403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/astrology-schmology.html' title='Astrology-schmology?'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115973191231993654</id><published>2006-10-01T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:45:12.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely lemons!</title><content type='html'>Had some friends over for lunch today and made my favourite party pudding - chilled lemon flan.  It's sooo easy to make but tastes lush.  The recipes from an old copy of the Hamlyn All Colour Cookbook that my mum won for being Head of Choir at school!  Ha, just looked - published in 1970!  Anyway, it's a dinner party staple seeing as you can make it the day before and it doesn't take long (apart from the chilling bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Chilled &lt;/span&gt;lemon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;flan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the flan case:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4oz (it's an old book remember! or 115g ish) digestive biscuits&lt;br /&gt;2oz (55g) butter&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the filling:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarter of a pint of double cream (ish - doesn't have to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;6oz can of condensed milk (I think the cans you can buy in the UK are a bit bigger than that - I used most of a can though)&lt;br /&gt;2 large lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush the digestive biscuits until crumby (my word, not Hamlyn's).  Melt the butter in a pan, add the sugar then blend in the biscuit crumbs.  Mix well.  Turn the mixture into a 7-inch pie plate or flan dish and press into shape round the base and sides with the back of a spoon.  Bake in a slow oven (bottom Aga oven!) for 8 minutes (how exact do they want to be?!).  Remove from the oven and leave to cool.  (Obviously leaving the flan case in the pie plate or flan dish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together the cream, condensed milk and finely grated lemon rind.  Slowly beat in the juice from the lemons.  Pour the mixture into the flan case and chill for several hours until firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with cream.  Yummy!  Nice and fresh and zesty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115973191231993654?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115973191231993654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115973191231993654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115973191231993654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115973191231993654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/lovely-lemons.html' title='Lovely lemons!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115972895543009638</id><published>2006-10-01T19:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:55:55.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Gringo!</title><content type='html'>Well, the party went really well!  We had 35 people, so I think we raised about £400.  My chilli con carne went down a treat.  As did the chocolate chilli cake.  It was a great idea to open the invitation up to the juniors - they added to the numbers, they're a nice bunch, and they behaved really well.  Everyone did the salsa lesson, which was cool!  Some of the guys didn't have a clue.  The instructor made the girls go to a new partner every time we did a new move, so that was good too cos it made you talk to more people.  So funny everyone crammed into the gym.  And I'd put a washing line in zig-zags across the ceiling and roped fairy lights round it.  It looked pretty! Everyone loved the sombrero raffle.  And the pinata worked as well.  We didn't have anything to hang it from so I had the idea of attaching it with string to the end of a broom handle!  Worked a treat.  Those pinata things are much sturdier than they look as well.  In the end one of the juniors ended up bashing it in on the floor to get the sweets out!  So, yes, I think a good time was had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to another recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilli con carne!  This is an excellent recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.waitrose.com/food_drink/recipes/recipesearch/recipe/0110082-r03.asp"&gt;Waitrose.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll write it down in here again, just in case that link ever disappears (plus I made a couple of minor amendments, and I only did the chilli, not the salsa stuff, and just served it with rice and a green salad and grated cheese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chilli con Carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Serves 8-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4 tbsp olive oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 onions, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 garlic cloves, chopped (or just buy the ready chopped stuff like I do and put in 2 heaped tsp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1kg lean minced beef (well Tesco only had 800g packets, so I used that much and didn't alter any of the other amounts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 tbsp (heaped) of tomato puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 large red chillis, halved, deseeded and chopped (or, again, buy the ready chopped stuff you can buy in a jar and put in 2 heaped tsp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2 tsp mild chilli powder (unless you like your chilli hot hot hot, Tesco's mild chilli powder was just right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1 tsp ground coriander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1 tsp ground cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1 tsp ground cumin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;150ml water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;400g tin of chopped tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;15g dark chocolate, broken (I had that organic fair trade chocolate - Divine - and just used a row of four pieces)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;salt and freshly ground black pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2x 400g tins of red kidney beans, drained (it also says rinsed, but I didn't bother and I'm still alive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Heat the oil in a large, deep pan (or a nice Le Creuset casserole).  Add the onion and garlic and fry gently until really soft.  Add the mince and fry, stirring, for 10-15 minutes, or until browned.  Add the tomato puree, chilli and spices and fry for a further 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Add the chocolate, tomatoes and water, and season.  Bring to the boil, cover and simmer for 30 minutes until the meat is tender (if you have an Aga and a nice Le Creuset casserole then shove it in the bottom oven for 30 minutes).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Transfer the meat to a bowl with a slotted spoon, leaving the juices in the pan.  Add the beans to the meat.  Bring the juices to the boil and reduce by about half.  Skim (or pour) off any fat.  Pour over the meat, mixing well.  Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Cool and save or later, or heat through in a new pan and serve with rice, grated cheese and a green salad (we had lettuce, red peppers and tomatoes).   Ta dah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115972895543009638?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115972895543009638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115972895543009638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115972895543009638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115972895543009638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-gringo.html' title='Hey Gringo!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115953246615399754</id><published>2006-09-29T13:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T13:21:06.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilli celebrity</title><content type='html'>Right now I am in the middle of making vats of chilli con carne for the Mexican Party at the rowing club tomorrow.  I'm on my third batch now.  People better bloody turn up.  No one's actually bought a ticket yet.  I've just been reserving them for people to pay on the night.  Even if they don't come I think I'll make them pay.  I'm also listening to latin music very loudly to get me in the mood!  I'll probably be sick of it by tomorrow evening.  Anyway, it's all coming together at last.  Had a bit of a panic earlier in the week when only about ten tickets had been reserved, but we've got more than 30 now.  Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebrity part of the title is to do with my friend and her boyfriend.  They're going to London tomorrow and wanted to have lunch at The Ivy (celeb restaurant extraordinaire!).  They said they were very busy and she would have to go on their waiting list in case a table became available, could they take her name?  She told them to take her boyfriend's name instead... Derren Brown!!  (For those not in the know, Derren Brown is also a famous magician and illusionist person in the UK.)  Someone from The Ivy called back a few hours later, apologising that they were on the waiting list, and now they have a table for two at 12.30pm tomorrow.  Brilliant!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115953246615399754?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115953246615399754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115953246615399754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115953246615399754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115953246615399754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/chilli-celebrity.html' title='Chilli celebrity'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115930010885585263</id><published>2006-09-26T20:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:48:28.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Writers Wanted</title><content type='html'>Hurrah!  I am a published travel writer.  Well, sort of.  It's just online.  So actually it's like a blog really.  But it's someone else's, and they've put my writing on there.  So that's really cool!  If you want to read it click &lt;a href="http://bethejam.squarespace.com/mozambique"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It's about my time in Mozambique.  Just about the place and the people - nothing about the work I was doing or anything like that.  Quite exciting for me though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115930010885585263?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115930010885585263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115930010885585263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115930010885585263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115930010885585263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/travel-writers-wanted.html' title='Travel Writers Wanted'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115922595190004670</id><published>2006-09-26T00:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:12:31.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Party On!</title><content type='html'>Friday: went for a lovely walk in Hope in the Peak District. Didn't go on the lovely walk we'd planned due to following signs to the wrong hill! But we had a very nice picnic at the top of Loose Hill, until a sheep decided to (literally) butt in and stole half of my friend's bread roll! In the evening we went to the Interval Bar at Sheffield Uni Union. It was Fresher's Week last week. I felt old. It was NINE years ago that I was a fresher at Sheffield Uni. Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: went shopping in Meadowhell and then went to a fabulous 21st birthday party (which also made me feel old!). It was for one of my (all gorgeous) cousins. Fantastic starry marquee, loads of champagne and wine, and lots of dancing. Here is a photo of me in my finest taken by my mother. As you can see, she is quite a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Lucy_21st_party%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: not much. Slight headache. Drove home. Mum and dad gone to the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: back to work - freelancing for three days a week. I don't think it'll be too bad. It's a bit dull, but the people are nice. I just can't believe they're paying me as much as they are for what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: not working tomorrow. Must sort out other aspects of my life. Plus have a great idea for a diary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115922595190004670?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115922595190004670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115922595190004670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115922595190004670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115922595190004670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/party-on.html' title='Party On!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115883954019321144</id><published>2006-09-21T12:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:57:35.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baggy &amp; Tottie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/IMG_3131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/IMG_3028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/IMG_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/200/IMG_3026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lovely doggies are Lottie (on the left, or on the right in the photo of them together) and Tag (on the right).  Tag has since had a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115883954019321144?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115883954019321144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115883954019321144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115883954019321144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115883954019321144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/baggy-tottie.html' title='Baggy &amp; Tottie'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115883601677643350</id><published>2006-09-21T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T11:53:36.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Well Soon Hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/richard%20hammond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/richard%20hammond.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little Hamster. Richard Hammond, cute Top Gear presenter, had a mega mega crash yesterday. Possibly going up to 300mph in a jet car. He was critically ill last night, but now it's seriously ill, so I hope he is on the mend. Apparently he was conscious when they got him to hospital. Get Well Soon Hamster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115883601677643350?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115883601677643350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115883601677643350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115883601677643350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115883601677643350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/get-well-soon-hamster.html' title='Get Well Soon Hamster'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115876611864492320</id><published>2006-09-20T16:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:28:38.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a believer!</title><content type='html'>Just did one of those personality type tests.  It was on &lt;a href="http://www.jobsite.co.uk/"&gt;Jobsite&lt;/a&gt;.  According to the 15 question test, I am a &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BELIEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Which apparently means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a Believer you believe the world has almost infinite possibilities. You believe people should be pursuing their passions and not be caught up by what others say they should desire. Your entire life involves continuously having new experiences and learning from them. It is the challenge, the risk, the prospect of what you can achieve that drives you, rather than simply making money. You're a self-motivated individual driven by your passion and so need a job and environment with loose boundaries and maximum freedom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I guess some of is kind of true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another matter... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  How am I going to meet any?  I've been in Norfolk for four years now and have actually met one guy I fancied, and even him I wasn't that bothered about until he turned on the charm offensive and made me feel wanted, even if it was only for all of about a month.  Then he got bored, or maybe I scared him off, or whatever.  But he led me on for a very long time (coward).  I'm totally over that whole 'thing' now.  Thinking about it reasonably, we weren't even that well matched - he's all a bit too non-spontaneous, career-focused, scared of heights, allergic to seafood and wool, and doesn't seem to do foreplay for me.  It's all his fault I liked him.  So he can't complain, he brought it on himself.  But he's still being a bit of an arse to be honest.  We get (well, we did get) on really well as friends - lots to chat about, similar backgrounds - but he's just being a knobhead with no knob and still thinks I fancy him I reckon.  He has to get over himself.  Do I really want to be friends with someone like that?  I probably shouldn't.  But it's quite a small world around here and it would be easier to be friends than not.  Plus I like being friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a new girlfriend now (all of a sudden he's 'over' the ex - an excuse to me.  So he's a liar too.  Not that I'm bitter - I just haven't been able to vent at him at all cos he's too self-obsessed to see me!).  She looks like Portia de Rossi.  The blonde, skinny, lesbian who used to be in Ally Macbeal and now goes out with Ellen.  Obviously she's not a lesbian.  And she's not skinny, just slim and petit.  And cliche of cliches - she's a cox at the rowing club (albeit still at uni, so young too).  In fact, she's a lot of things he used to say he didn't like.  Hypocrite as well!  I do know her though.  And she's all right.  Very middle-class, mummy and daddy give her a Very nice allowance, doing a law degree but wants to go into fashion PR in London, they go on holiday to Rock for f**k's sake!  I did see it coming a mile off.  Ha!  Predictable too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I love having a blog.  I can rant all I want and surely no one cares?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the man thing - I think I have to go to London.  My cousin's just moved there and is currently dating three (very different) guys and loving it.  I just looked on &lt;a href="http://www.mysinglefriend.com"&gt;My Single Friend&lt;/a&gt; and there are some &lt;em&gt;fit&lt;/em&gt; guys on there.  Just can't reconcile myself to the whole internet dating thing yet.  Possibly because at the moment I'm near a small city - people would know.  Whereas London's huge and none of my best friends there are single so they wouldn't know/care.  Hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115876611864492320?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115876611864492320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115876611864492320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115876611864492320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115876611864492320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-believer.html' title='I&apos;m a believer!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115875373145909527</id><published>2006-09-20T12:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:02:11.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>Today I am bored. I read an &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/weekend/story/0,,1873221,00.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; in The Guardian on Saturday about being bored. It's a modern affliction. Well, ish. Some of the writing in the article was a bit poncy for me, but it was interesting, especially considering my current state of being-at-home-ness and having no job. Although I will be doing three days a week freelance PR for five weeks starting on Monday. I'm kind of looking forward to it. At least I won't have to be thinking of something to keep me busy, it'll be there for me on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, because everyone else is busy. All my friends are busy. I was writing in my diary in Mozambique about how life goes on. People say they'll miss you, which is a nice thing to say. But generally they don't, because modern life is too busy. And you might have moments of boredom. But there's always something to do. And so life goes on. And you forget about people. Or at least momentarily. And it's never really the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To completely distract from that moment of 'melancholy', here is another cute photo of Beetle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3085.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115875373145909527?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115875373145909527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115875373145909527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115875373145909527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115875373145909527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115870169305353195</id><published>2006-09-19T22:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:34:53.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooky Spooks</title><content type='html'>Ooh, MORE strife in the world - a government coup in Bangkok.  A friend of mine is supposed to be going on holiday there in a month...  &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/drama/spooks/"&gt;Spooks&lt;/a&gt; (new series started on Sunday) was playing close to the bone again (storyline about a government coup in the UK).  I still can't believe they killed &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/drama/spooks/personnel_cw.shtml"&gt;Colin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115870169305353195?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115870169305353195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115870169305353195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115870169305353195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115870169305353195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/spooky-spooks.html' title='Spooky Spooks'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115869927313448029</id><published>2006-09-19T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T21:54:33.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Virtuousness</title><content type='html'>I am feeling quite virtuous right now... went for a 5k run, 10-minute ergo, 1-mile swim this evening!  I really really need it though.  I have put on over 6kg in the the last two months.  It is depressing.  I measured my waist this afternoon.  It's increased in size by FOUR inches.  How bad is that?  I have to control my constant-throughout-the-day eating at home thing.  And get back into serious exercising again.  I am going to train for the &lt;a href="http://www.concept2.co.uk/birc/index.php"&gt;British Indoor Rowing Championships&lt;/a&gt;.  Mustn't forget to fill out the entry form actually...  My last 2k ergo time is good enough to put me halfway up the lightweight women's field.  Not that I'm lightweight at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115869927313448029?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115869927313448029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115869927313448029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115869927313448029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115869927313448029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/virtuousness.html' title='Virtuousness'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115861676000631826</id><published>2006-09-18T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:59:20.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with treadmills</title><content type='html'>On another note, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=84dnMQl3Eos"&gt;this video&lt;/a&gt; is brilliant!  I found it on You Tube the other day.  And then realised it was an actual music video.  Fantastic treadmill dancing choreography (apparently by a sister of one of the band members)!  The band's called &lt;a href="http://www.okgo.net/news.aspx"&gt;OK Go&lt;/a&gt;.  The song's called Here It Goes Again.  Brilliant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115861676000631826?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115861676000631826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115861676000631826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115861676000631826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115861676000631826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/fun-with-treadmills.html' title='Fun with treadmills'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115861593381660167</id><published>2006-09-18T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:45:33.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is The World Coming To?</title><content type='html'>So, glancing at news headlines today there are major things going on in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sudan - possibility of mass genocide if African Union troops pull out of the country and UN troops aren't allowed in.  But already at least 200,000 people are estimated to have died and more than two million displaced during the three-year conflict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Iraq - same old stuff.  Bombs, terrorists, suicide bombers, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Afghanistan - same old stuff.  Bombs, terrorists, suicide bombers, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Somalia - bomb outside the parliament, but the president's not killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lebanon, Israel, Palestine, Zimbabwe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's going on?  Why does everyone seem set on killing people?  Making people's lives a misery?  Blah blah blah blah blah.  And then you can go somewhere and be completely oblivious to all of it.  And some people don't even care.  But really there's just too much going on and too many people not thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115861593381660167?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115861593381660167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115861593381660167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115861593381660167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115861593381660167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-is-world-coming-to.html' title='What Is The World Coming To?'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115830502477321156</id><published>2006-09-15T08:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T08:23:44.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I like the way you mooooove!</title><content type='html'>Cool demo on the &lt;a href="http://www.biomotionlab.ca/Demos/BMLwalker.html"&gt;BioMotionLab&lt;/a&gt; website about how just by seeing a few points of a person's body lit up you can tell a lot about them.  Interesting.  A friend of mine is studying psychology (after doing ancient history first time around!) and told me about it.  She's into the science of happiness. A very worthwhile thing to study I think.  And I'm sure she'll write a best-selling self-help book before too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115830502477321156?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115830502477321156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115830502477321156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115830502477321156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115830502477321156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-like-way-you-mooooove.html' title='I like the way you mooooove!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115822587150787845</id><published>2006-09-14T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T10:24:31.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly so high up into the sky</title><content type='html'>Just heard from an old friend of mine I grew up with.  She's in South Africa working as a drop pilot at a skydiving centre.  She's one of those really cool people who just goes out and &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; stuff.  I think that's so great.  I'm trying to be more of a doer too.  I think it just makes life more interesting.  Who wants to be predictable?  She's so lucky that she's found something that she loves doing though... flying.  And it is lucky, as she didn't plan it.  She worked at a small airfield near where we grew up and then just ended up learning how to fly in her lunch hour pretty much.  Well, I guess luck and a sense of adventure and openness to trying to new things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115822587150787845?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115822587150787845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115822587150787845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115822587150787845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115822587150787845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/fly-so-high-up-into-sky.html' title='Fly so high up into the sky'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115815124839252042</id><published>2006-09-13T13:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T13:40:48.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies and stuff</title><content type='html'>Today I have mostly been doing not much. I just made the most amazing banana milkshake ever. And have been pottering on the computer. But apart from that, zilcho (is that a real word? I doubt it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another recipe that I really like... Phoebe's Fabulous Oatmeal Raisin Cookies! I wanted to make oatmeal raisin cookies cos they're my favourite (at the moment) and I found this recipe in loads of places, including the blog a &lt;a href="http://www.aspoonfulofsugar.net/blog/2004/11/imbb_10_phoebes_fabulous_oatmealraisin_cookies.html"&gt;Spoonful of Sugar&lt;/a&gt;. I took the recipe from there. It's originally from 'Cooking with Friends' apparently. I made a couple of additions to the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Phoebe's Fabulous Oatmeal Raisin Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;175g&lt;/strong&gt; butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;160g&lt;/strong&gt; firmly packed light brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;130g&lt;/strong&gt; white sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; large egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 tsp&lt;/strong&gt; vanilla extract (and don't ever lick the spoon by mistake - it tastes disgusting!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;170g&lt;/strong&gt; rolled oats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;160g&lt;/strong&gt; plain flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¾ tsp&lt;/strong&gt; baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¾ tsp&lt;/strong&gt; bicardonate of soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 tsp&lt;/strong&gt; cinnamon (my addition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A pinch&lt;/strong&gt; of salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;200g&lt;/strong&gt; raisins (or mix up the dried fruit for variations - I did raisins and dried cranberries the other day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Milk to bind (also my addition)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Preheat the oven to 190°C (375°F, or bottom of top over in the Aga, or Gas Mark 5 apparently).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cream the butter and sugars together until light and fluffy. Add the egg and vanilla extract and beat until well combined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;In a separate bowl mix up the oats, flour, baking powder, bicarbonate of soda, cinnamon and salt. Pour into the butter/sugar mixture and mix together. Then add the raisins. You might also need to add a bit of milk to make the mixture a bit more sticky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Make walnut sized (ish) dough balls and put onto an ungreased baking sheet with 2" spaces between the balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bake for 10-15 minutes until golden brown. Cool on the baking sheet for a little while before transferring to a rack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine were a little bit crunchy round the edges and quite soft in the middle and tasted just as good the next day. Yummy. Oh, and no photo again. I am rubbish. They did look a lot like the ones on a Spoonful of Sugar though. Honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff:&lt;br /&gt;* Bracken and baby Beetle are still cute (Bracken is mum's fluffy lawnmower, Beetle is her first foal). Here's an arty photo of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Lottie and Tag the wire-haired fox terriers are still cute (Tag is Lottie's mum, I think she's feeling her age a bit as we had to pull her out of the river the other day when we took them to cool off). Here's a picture of them at the river...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/IMG_3127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115815124839252042?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115815124839252042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115815124839252042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115815124839252042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115815124839252042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/cookies-and-stuff.html' title='Cookies and stuff'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115805654982752135</id><published>2006-09-12T11:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T11:22:29.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate chilli cake</title><content type='html'>I said I'd probably put some recipes on here, and here's the first one from a food blog called &lt;a href="http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2004/10/chocolate_chili_bites.php"&gt;Chocolate &amp; Zucchini&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm helping to organise a Mexican Fiesta Party as a social for the rowing club.  Actually, I've done most of the organising so far.  Anyway, I wanted to do something a bit different for pudding, remembered having some chilli chocolate sometime, and did a Google search for chocolate chilli cake knowing that there's &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; on the internet and sure enough up came a few recipes.  This one appealed.  I've made it twice now - once yesterday with cocoa powder instead of chocolate and quite mild chilli powder (ok, but not greatand there wasn't much of a kick from the chilli at all), and once today with &lt;a href="http://www.divinechocolate.com/"&gt;scrummy organic chocolate&lt;/a&gt; and hotter chilli powder.  It's actually really nice - a little bit gooey in the middle, you taste the chocolate and then your mouth starts to feel warm from the chilli!  Here's the recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Chocolate Chilli Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;200g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; butter (I've been using normal butter, but apparently unsalted is better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;200g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; good-quality dark chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;250g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eggs (at room temperature)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 rounded tbsp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; self-raising flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 tsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chilli powder (quite strong chilli otherwise you won't taste it, and you can add a bit more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I just used a greased loaf tin, or baking tray, but you could also do it in bun tins to make mini 'bites' as on Chocolate &amp; Zucchini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Pre-heat the oven to 200°c (400°F) or, if you're lucky enough to have a lovely Aga where you are (like I am at my mum and dad's house), just use the bottom of the top oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Melt the butter and the chocolate in a small pan over a low heat.  Transfer into a mixing bowl, add the sugar, mix well with a wooden spoon and allow to cool a little bit.  Add the eggs one by one, mixing well with the spoon after each addition.  Add the self-raising flour and chilli powder and mix well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Pour the mixture into whichever cakey tin you're using and put into the oven to bake for about ten minutes (you need to keep an eye on it though).  The top should look cooked - there should be some spring-back - but not so well done that it's totally dried out!  The inside should still be soft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Turn out onto a rack to cool (unless in a baking tray - cut into pieces after it's cooled for a little bit and put the pieces on the rack)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate &amp; Zucchini lady says to refrigerate in a plastic container and take out an hour before serving, but nothing ever lasts that long in this house.  I'll do that for the party though.  I forgot to take a photo before we ate half of it, so I'll have to try and remember photograph the ones from the social...  I also think I might serve the cake hot with creme fraiche or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115805654982752135?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115805654982752135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115805654982752135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115805654982752135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115805654982752135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/chocolate-chilli-cake.html' title='Chocolate chilli cake'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-115798271493488637</id><published>2006-09-11T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T16:31:24.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wanderer Returns</title><content type='html'>So, I've been away for a while and even though I know only about two or three people have ever read my blog I thought I'd write a little update on my life, just to practise my writing skills... or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess quite a lot has happened since I last wrote about ski instructors and online shops. I'm back at my parent's house. I have no job. The sun is shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the no job thing - I quit in July. That's nearly four years in the same place. Not bad for me. Just felt like forcing myself to do something different - it was 'comfortable' there, but I wasn't really enjoying the work on most of my clients. Anyway, I quit (all very amicable) and went to &lt;a href="http://www.bobdylan.com/songs/mozambique.html"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/a&gt;. For five weeks. Quite random, I know. I was right in the north in the Quirimbas National Park working on a &lt;a href="http://www.guludo.com"&gt;fair trade eco-lodge&lt;/a&gt;. It was in a totally gorgeous location. Right on the Indian Ocean. I don't think I'll write about it all now, cos I'd be here for ages, but I worked &lt;em&gt;Really&lt;/em&gt; hard. I had two days off in the whole time. BUT I did get to go diving, and visit Rolas Island and Ibo Island and meet some really nice and some really interesting people. I took loads of &lt;a href="http://www.photobox.co.uk/album/3811892"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;. This is one of my favourite ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got back three weeks ago tomorrow. Then had three days in the UK before heading off to France for the &lt;a href="http://www.dragongoldcup2006.com/"&gt;Dragon Gold Cup in Douarnenez&lt;/a&gt;. Was a great week. AND we managed to come 30th in our last race (out of more than 100 boats), which is pretty good considering 20+ boats had professional crew on board and we had never sailed as a four before (it used to be 'illegal' - three crew only - but now you can do it if you're under the weight limit of 285kg). We were actually the first four-man crew in a Dragon Gold Cup!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is a really cool island just off Douarnenez called &lt;a href="http://www.reggie.net/photo.php?albid=370&amp;amp;ph=16164"&gt;Tristan Island&lt;/a&gt;. Well, there are two cool buildings and a lighthouse. I really want to buy it and do up the houses. They are crying out for refurbishment. I would LOVE to do it. Unfortunately, I'd probably need at least £1M to do it. But it would make a great hotel. So if someone reads this who has loads of money (and good taste), please please buy it and make it gorgeous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the thing now is... what to do next?! I seriously have no clue. I have business ideas coming out left, right and centre. But no direction. No experience. No real passion. It's difficult. Oh, and also no money. Mustn't forget that one. So at the moment, I keep coming up with ideas... and I've started my first film script (an adaptation of a chick lit book) just to see if I can do it... and I might have to do some freelance work... and I've realised I really like photography and baking. So don't be surprised if this blog morphs into a sort of foodie one. With photos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-115798271493488637?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/115798271493488637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=115798271493488637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115798271493488637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/115798271493488637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/09/wanderer-returns.html' title='The Wanderer Returns'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-114407407471392949</id><published>2006-04-03T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T15:21:14.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the good times...</title><content type='html'>I have set up &lt;a href="http://www.spreadshirt.net/shop.php?sid=114851"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;!  Well, a silly little online one.  It's funny.  Visit it &lt;a href="http://www.spreadshirt.net/shop.php?sid=114851"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind it is this... On my lovely skiing holiday (it was GREAT!) one of my friends kissed her skiing instructor (a slightly dodgy very low res John Travlota lookalike) on the last night.  She was drunk, he was trying hard so she thought she'd kiss him to get him off her back and we were leaving the next morning anyway.  Ha!  He had her mobile number and sent her LOADS of text messages, plus this FANTASTIC email (one of our other friends gave him my friend's email address!).  I'm calling it fantastic because it was just sooo funny.  And that email was the inspiration for my little shop!  All the quotes on the t-shirts are from his email to her.  Classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like!  Someone's actually ordered a top as well.  How cool is that?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-114407407471392949?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/114407407471392949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=114407407471392949&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114407407471392949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114407407471392949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/04/thank-you-for-good-times.html' title='Thank you for the good times...'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-114258328323366820</id><published>2006-03-17T09:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:14:43.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK GOD...</title><content type='html'>...for holidays!  I am off.  Tomorrow.  For a week.  Skiing.  I &lt;strong&gt;NEED&lt;/strong&gt; it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-114258328323366820?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/114258328323366820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=114258328323366820&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114258328323366820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114258328323366820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-god.html' title='THANK GOD...'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-114166545865529481</id><published>2006-03-06T18:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:17:38.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar!  Oscar!</title><content type='html'>Well, at least my movie star double is an &lt;a href="http://www.oscar.com/oscarnight/winners/bestactresscategory.html"&gt;Oscar winner&lt;/a&gt;.  Nothing but the best for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-114166545865529481?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/114166545865529481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=114166545865529481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114166545865529481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114166545865529481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-oscar.html' title='Oscar!  Oscar!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-114069974319076345</id><published>2006-02-23T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T14:02:23.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie star double</title><content type='html'>I just did one of those silly questionnaire things to find out who my movie star double is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reese Witherspoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A space cadet (in the nicest sense of the word) like you needs to be played by someone who has her own rosy outlook on life, someone who is completely loyal, someone who is unbelievably endearing, someone like Reese Witherspoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether she's lighting up the stage as the dreamy darling in The Importance of Being Earnest, or pushing passed her blonde image in Legally Blonde, Reese's perfect for the part of someone who's seemingly clueless at times, but oddly intuitive when it matters most (even if we know that in real life she's a clever cookie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you sometimes get preoccupied when people are talking around you, but who cares if you jump back into the conversation with a slightly bizarre comment or two? It just means your mind has been wandering in interesting places. You, like Reese in her leading lady roles, probably prefer to dedicate your full attention into the things that give you the most joy: your friends, your family, or a cause you're dedicated to. But ultimately, that's part of what attracts people to you and why they love having your good heart and supersensitive brain around. And that's also why Reese Witherspoon would be a box-office hit in the movie of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-114069974319076345?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/114069974319076345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=114069974319076345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114069974319076345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114069974319076345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/02/movie-star-double.html' title='Movie star double'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-114009618989704572</id><published>2006-02-16T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T14:23:09.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar and spice...</title><content type='html'>These past three days I have been a complete sugar fiend. Wham bars (still 10p!), strawberry chewits (make me hyper), drumsticks, jaffa cakes, cookies... oh dear. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eating them, but the come down from the sugar high isn't good. God job I don't ever do drugs, I'd be rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Annabel should write a book on relationship counselling, or at least helping people understand what might be going on in the heads of other people when it comes to things like that. She is GOOD. I think she should start a blog, like an agongy aunt type thing. Ooh, that's a great idea (only just had it, see)... watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of her advice I want to remember so I can be more empathetic towards some of my friends: "I think if you get to the stage in a relationship where you realise that you are bumbling along, but it isn't enough, then it is time to call it quits. Takes a lot to get over that though, I would think. It is sadder than a forced breakup. Makes you feel much more empty inside. A forced breakup makes you feel angry and upset, but you fight back from it. A natural breakup makes you more reflective, thinking about investing in someone, thinking it is right and in the end it isn't. Harder to work out and justify and get over and build up your strength again. Makes you feel so sad about relationships. Makes it hard to trust yourself or anyone else. Bit of 'what's the point?'. Perhaps you can go with the flow with someone new for a while but then you get the overwhelming 'stop' feeling. Doesn't mean that you can't have fun and won't again - just takes a bit of time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/fuzzy%20MOUTAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/fuzzy%20MOUTAIN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-114009618989704572?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/114009618989704572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=114009618989704572&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114009618989704572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/114009618989704572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/02/sugar-and-spice.html' title='Sugar and spice...'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113958724514262891</id><published>2006-02-10T16:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:13:00.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Very nearly the weekend...</title><content type='html'>Is it bad that I really really want it to be the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening recently. I've been eating too much sugar (e.g. spoon's full of pure golden syrup). Mega highs, mega lows! Ooops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I can't even think of a story in the news that has made me laugh or go yuk this week. Haven't got very far with the new year's resolutions... quick update on those then - that'll fill some space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be strong (in mind) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmmm, I have moments of clarity. But basically am needing affirmation from other people to tell me I'm a nice person (or not). And whether I'm an attractive person (or not - this one is the b*gger...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay fit (get fitter) &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not doing too badly on this one. Apart from eating too much suger. At least I'm still doing training and stuff. And I ordered an iPod shuffle yesterday (even though I have no money and tonight am going home to my parent's house to raid my cupboards for things to sell on eBay) to listen to whilst training. Have you seen one? They're teeny weeny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink lots of water (to stay young looking!) &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Not consistently. Bit rubbish really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Be positive and optimistic &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Grrr. I try. Mostly. Like I said above - moments of clarity marred by feelings of rubbishness and 'what-am-I-doing-with-my-life' type stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that's the 'overarching' ones... how about the more specific jobbies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Actually write the text for the children's books I've been thinking about for months &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Nope, haven't even looked at this. Just have two main story ideas so far. Just need to write them down...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Write the synopsis for the 'Place Called Victoria' TV documentary to sell-in with Mille in May &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mille keeps asking me about this. I really should sort it. I think I'll come into work one weekend and do it. I really need the internet to do it (so I can copy someone else's work!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Start my first ever screenplay, i.e. get beyond the initial idea and actually start writing it! However bad it might be... got to start somewhere! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What do you think?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Start my own website - e-commerce or otherwise &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ah, well I have actually started to progress this one a little bit. I bought a domain name the other day and have started researching the products that I want to sell... watch this space (but don't hold your breath!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Work out what I actually want to do - or at least sort out my 'career', cos it's not going anywhere at the moment &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Who knows? Not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have regular facials! Ooh, and do a reflexology or Indian head massage course... &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Annoyingly can't afford it! There's a place about two-minutes walk from where I live. When I've sold some stuff on eBay I am definitely booking a facial. Or this really nice back massage thing they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Find a man of my own. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;No no no. And the one I want is definitely keeping me at an arm and a half's length! It's just an ego dent I guess. That and when someone tells you they really really like you then it's nice to believe them, until they go cold turkey on you. ANNOYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, there you are - not much has progressed really. Except that I weighed myself last weekend and I was under nine stone. This is very exciting for me (sad I know) as I don't even remember the last time I was this slim. Yahoo! So, one thing is good at least (until I weigh myself again and realise I've put all the weight back on again. God, I'm such a girl talking about things like that. I'm not really that bad. Honest!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend everyone... anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://mp3.juno.co.uk/MP3/SF185949-01-01-02.mp3"&gt;This song&lt;/a&gt; is great.  'Ooh Child' by The Five Steps.  I've just stolen it from Mr Lurchyboy at &lt;a href="http://beesnthings.blogspot.com"&gt;Beesnthings Blog&lt;/a&gt;!  Hope he doesn't mind.  It's a good song to start the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113958724514262891?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113958724514262891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113958724514262891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113958724514262891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113958724514262891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/02/very-nearly-weekend.html' title='Very nearly the weekend...'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113818187987741052</id><published>2006-01-25T10:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T10:37:59.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fame at last</title><content type='html'>Ha ha!  My name was mentioned on Craig's blog &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com"&gt;yesterday&lt;/a&gt;...  He's doing this new Minipops/Atlas thing and I made a suggestion about some Minipops for Monaco. Coooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just checked out Cord's &lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&amp;friendID=24365270"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; after the gig.  Their press guy is the same guy who looks after the Arctic Monkeys.  That must be very exciting for them considering the amount of publicity those guys are getting at the moment.  Well, their music is great but you do need good people supporting you too.  Coooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be a productive day.  It has to be.  I have been seriously lacking in any kind of work-related motivation recently.  It could have a little bit to do with the fact that not much is going on in my world at the moment, and when there isn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; much I tend to do even less.  How does that work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113818187987741052?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113818187987741052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113818187987741052&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113818187987741052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113818187987741052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/fame-at-last.html' title='Fame at last'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113810396190394988</id><published>2006-01-24T12:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:59:21.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Great gig!</title><content type='html'>Cord were really good. Some of the songs were a big 'heavy' for me, but I really enjoyed it. Very charismatic frontman - James. Quite fit actually! Married. Ah well! Ha ha.  They are going to be successful.  Sure of it.  A famous band from Norwich.  How exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The support band were pretty good too - Tiny Dancers. From Sheffield (the place of the moment what with the Arctic Monkeys. Obviously I was way ahead of the times choosing to go to uni there...!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gig was at the Norwich Arts Centre and there was a really cool &lt;a href="http://www.norwichartscentre.co.uk/pages/gallery.html"&gt;exhibition&lt;/a&gt; on at the same time. The Little White Art Show" by Mary-Colleen Rabb. Miniature white figurines in everyday places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Mary-Colleen%20Rabb-Golden%20Times.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Mary-Colleen%20Rabb-Golden%20Times.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113810396190394988?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113810396190394988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113810396190394988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113810396190394988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113810396190394988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/great-gig.html' title='Great gig!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113802311085898837</id><published>2006-01-23T14:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T14:31:58.766+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cord</title><content type='html'>Going to a gig in Norwich tonight.  Haven't been to a gig for ages.  It's to see &lt;a href="http://www.cordonline.co.uk"&gt;Cord&lt;/a&gt;.  They're a Norwich band.  I reckon they're going to be big.  They're on Island records and will be releasing their first album soon.  They're kind of Muse vs. Radiohead.  Ish.  I think!  Not being very up on music-y stuff, I'm not sure if that makes sense.  It's guitars and stuff.  Anyway, tickets were only £6 and apparently the parents of one of them own the pub that's my local in Norwich!  Maybe I'll know them before they're famous...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113802311085898837?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113802311085898837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113802311085898837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113802311085898837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113802311085898837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/cord.html' title='Cord'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113760411781227869</id><published>2006-01-18T17:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:11:01.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Art and stuff</title><content type='html'>So, newly discovered stuff I like via a post on &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com"&gt;Flip Flop Flying&lt;/a&gt; again directing me to a &lt;a href="http://www.imageexchange.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;... and found some super cool artists. I wish I could be an artist. Although, actually, I think everyone can be. So I don't know why I just said that. Some people have more to say I guess. More to express. Or at least can do it in a way that other people identify with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Margaret Kilgallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's dead. She died from breast cancer when she was 33. Isn't that just the saddest thing. I love her designs, especially this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/sincere%20sin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/sincere%20sin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there are loads of other cool people on &lt;a href="http://www.2kbygingham.com/index-shop2.tpl"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; so check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, what other artists do I like? I have quite particular taste, but don't really remember the names. I just know what I do and don't like. Will try to think and give examples of people who do super stuff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113760411781227869?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113760411781227869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113760411781227869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113760411781227869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113760411781227869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/art-and-stuff.html' title='Art and stuff'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113706203088543503</id><published>2006-01-12T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:33:50.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack of dogs kill crocodile in Florida</title><content type='html'>Sometimes nature is cruel but there is also a beauty in that cruelty. The crocodile as one of the ultimate predators can fall victim to the kind of implemented 'team work' strategy which is possible due to the pack mentality and social structure of canines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the remarkable photograph courtesy of Nature Magazine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/croc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113706203088543503?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113706203088543503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113706203088543503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113706203088543503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113706203088543503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/pack-of-dogs-kill-crocodile-in-florida.html' title='Pack of dogs kill crocodile in Florida'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113706145124642306</id><published>2006-01-12T11:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:24:11.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart warming story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am just trying to clear out my inbox at work and found a cute story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAIROBI (AFP) - A baby hippopotamus that survived the tsunami waves on the Kenyan coast has formed a strong bond with a giant male century-old tortoise, in an animal facility in the port city of Mombassa, officials said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hippopotamus, nicknamed Owen and weighing about 300 kilograms (650 pounds), was swept down Sabaki River into the Indian Ocean, then forced back to shore when tsunami waves struck the Kenyan coast on December 26, before wildlife rangers rescued him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is incredible. A-less-than-a-year-old hippo has adopted a male tortoise, about a century old, and the tortoise seems to be very happy with being a 'mother'," ecologist Paula Kahumbu, who is in charge of Lafarge Park, told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After it was swept and lost its mother, the hippo was traumatized. It had to look for something to be a surrogate mother. Fortunately, it landed on the tortoise and stablished a strong bond. They swim, eat and sleep together," the ecologist added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hippo follows the tortoise exactly the way it follows its mother. If somebody approaches the tortoise, the hippo becomes aggressive, as if protecting its biological mother," Kahumbu added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hippo is a young baby, he was left at a very tender age and by nature, hippos are social animals that like to stay with their mothers for four years," he explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113706145124642306?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113706145124642306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113706145124642306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113706145124642306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113706145124642306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/heart-warming-story.html' title='Heart warming story'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113705721400821771</id><published>2006-01-12T10:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T10:13:34.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No DIY</title><content type='html'>Oops.  So, I was kind of bored last night.  My flat mate was out.  Again.  So I decided to be productive and do some jobs around the flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task 1:  Fix one of the sliding cupboard doors in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Result: I was trying to fix the cupboard door cos it doesn't slide very easily and so was trying to make it run a bit more smoothly... and I have no idea how I managed it but it's now a detached cupboard door.  Somehow I got it out of the sliders and now I can't get it back in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task 2: Clean the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Result: The bathroom is fully tiled from floor to ceiling and goodness knows when it was last cleaned.  So I was scrubbing the walls.  And then I cleaned the bath.  And then I pulled the shower head down to rinse the bath and must've pulled it too hard cos now the hose leaks where it comes out of the shower unit thing and nothing comes out of the shower head.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up after that and watched 'Lost'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113705721400821771?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113705721400821771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113705721400821771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113705721400821771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113705721400821771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-diy.html' title='No DIY'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113680822731561131</id><published>2006-01-09T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T13:03:47.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinema city</title><content type='html'>This past week I have been to the cinema THREE times.  I can't afford it (I am in serious negative money at the moment... what went wrong?!) but I love it.  Three very different films...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uip.co.uk/jarhead/"&gt;Jarhead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hasn't even been released yet!  There's a 'secret film' thing at the UCI in Norwich every two weeks where they show a film before it's release date to help create the buzz around it.  You don't know what film you're going to see at all, not even the genre.  It's a great idea.  So, yeh, saw 'Jarhead' last Monday.  I really enjoyed it.  Not much happens, but that was kind of the point.  Plus Jake Gyllenhaal is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brokebackmountainmovie.com/"&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had originally thought I didn't want to see this, but after reading some very good crits and weighing up the pros and cons of seeing Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger kissing, decided to go and see it with my friend Annabel.  It was a really beautiful film.  In terms of cinematography and scenery and setting.  But also in terms of the love story.  We both came out crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runningscaredthemovie.com/"&gt;Running Scared&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a good one to end the week on.  Saw this last night.  Violent, graphic and a bit weird.  Only saving grace was Paul Walker.  Not sure he's the sharpest knife in the block, but he sure is pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113680822731561131?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113680822731561131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113680822731561131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113680822731561131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113680822731561131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/cinema-city.html' title='Cinema city'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113646978540666289</id><published>2006-01-05T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:03:05.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting things</title><content type='html'>I think I need to put more photos in here. Makes it more interesting. Craig at &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com"&gt;Flip Flop Flying&lt;/a&gt; is always putting loads of photos in his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Tori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Tori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113646978540666289?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113646978540666289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113646978540666289&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113646978540666289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113646978540666289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/interesting-things.html' title='Interesting things'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113638972927698825</id><published>2006-01-04T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T16:48:49.313+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Scavenger Hunt</title><content type='html'>Am trying to organise a Photo Scavenger Hunt for a friend's birthday on Friday.  Found a great website called &lt;a href="http://sh1ft.org/26things/"&gt;26 Things&lt;/a&gt; that posts a list of words every year.  People have to take a photo to represent each photo and send in their entries.  Cool idea!  I'll let you know how I get on with mine.  Can't decide whether to tell people what to do, e.g. get a photo of someone doing a star jump, or the random word thing for people to then get a bit more creative about?!  Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113638972927698825?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113638972927698825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113638972927698825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113638972927698825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113638972927698825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/photo-scavenger-hunt.html' title='Photo Scavenger Hunt'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113638012936754212</id><published>2006-01-04T13:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:08:49.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things I didn't know this time last year...</title><content type='html'>I like lists.  There's a list on the BBC website of &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/4566526.stm"&gt;100 things we didn't know this time last year&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favourites from the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. While it's an offence to drop litter on the pavement, it's not an offence to throw it over someone's garden wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. The energy used to build an average Victorian terrace house would be enough to send a car round the Earth five times, says English Heritage. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Why do we knock them down then and not just renovate?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. One in 10 Europeans is allegedly conceived in an Ikea bed. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Ha ha ha!  Sweden is taking over the world...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. Until the 1940s rhubarb was considered a vegetable. It became a fruit when US customs officials, baffled by the foreign food, decided it should be classified according to the way it was eaten. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[I disagree with the current classification then!  Rhubarb should be a vegetable, like a tomato is a fruit... I thought it was classified according to seeds and pips, or not.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. It's possible for a human to blow up balloons via the ear. A 55-year-old factory worker from China reportedly discovered 20 years ago that air leaked from his ears, and he can now inflate balloons and blow out candles. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[How do you discover that?!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18. If all the Smarties eaten in one year were laid end to end it would equal almost 63,380 miles, more than two-and-a-half times around the Earth's equator. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Mmmm, Smarties! Shame they got rid of the tubes. I used to collect the lids with the letters on.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;34. The Little Britain wheelchair sketch with Lou and Andy was inspired by Lou Reed and Andy Warhol. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Random.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;35. The name Lego came from two Danish words "leg godt", meaning "play well". It also means "I put together" in Latin. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Clever!  Apparently the word for 'Volvo' - another Swedish brand as my friend Christina tells me - comes from the Latin meaning 'I roll'.  So there.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;36. The average employee spends 14 working days a year on personal e-mails, phone calls and web browsing, outside official breaks, according to employment analysts Captor. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Oops, I am definitely one of them!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;38. Nasa boss Michael Griffin has seven university degrees: a bachelor's degree, a PhD, and five masters degrees. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[That's just ridiculous.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;53. It takes 75kg of raw materials to make a mobile phone. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Obscene.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;59. Oliver Twist is very popular in China, where its title is translated as Foggy City Orphan. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Tee hee!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;63. It takes less energy to import a tomato from Spain than to grow them in this country because of the artificial heat needed, according to Defra. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[So many moral dilemmas in the modern world.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;68. The Very Hungry Caterpillar has sold one copy every minute since its 1969 publication. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Maybe my children's book will too!!  Ha ha ha.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;78. One in 18 people has a third nipple. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Have you ever met a person with a third nipple?  The probability is that I have now!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;81. George Bernard Shaw named his shed after the UK capital so that when visitors called they could be told he was away in London. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[Like the pub called 'Walk the dog'...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;100. Musical instrument shops must pay an annual royalty to cover shoppers who perform a recognisable riff before they buy, thereby making a "public performance". &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[I definitely didn't know that!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113638012936754212?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113638012936754212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113638012936754212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113638012936754212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113638012936754212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-things-i-didnt-know-this-time.html' title='Some things I didn&apos;t know this time last year...'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113628182803099821</id><published>2006-01-03T10:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T10:58:28.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Not that it's been a particularly happy one for me thus far... I have been a fool again re: boys. It always happens. Beginning to think there is something wrong with me! Am I really ugly? Or really horrible? Or really stupid? I think I'm ok. Oh well, fingers crossed 2006 will be a better year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the plan for 2006. There are lots of things I need to decide about my life. And I'll probably decide nothing. I didn't last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vague 'over-arching' resolutions are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be strong (in mind)&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay fit (get fitter)&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink lots of water (to stay young looking!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Be positive and optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to do (possibly) or sort out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Actually write the text for the children's books I've been thinking about for months&lt;br /&gt;2. Write the synopsis for the 'Place Called Victoria' TV documentary to sell-in with Mille in May&lt;br /&gt;3. Start my first ever screenplay, i.e. get beyond the initial idea and actually start writing it! However bad it might be... got to start somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;4. Start my own website - e-commerce or otherwise&lt;br /&gt;5. Work out what I actually want to do - or at least sort out my 'career', cos it's not going anywhere at the moment&lt;br /&gt;6. Have regular facials! Ooh, and do a reflexology or Indian head massage course...&lt;br /&gt;7. Find a man of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll do for now. At least I've written something down so I can read it back. If I remember, I'll keep this blog updated with progress. Just for me to read again. I can't imagine anyone actually reads this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113628182803099821?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113628182803099821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113628182803099821&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113628182803099821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113628182803099821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113594888163492497</id><published>2005-12-30T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:14:16.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Making money and other good ideas!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I am getting quite rubbish at this. That and I probably haven't got much of interest to write... Hope anyone who reads this had a great Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, unfortunately I'm in work this week. Me and my two bosses. That's it. Everyone else is away! Huh. But, it's actually been quite good to sort out my filing system (there isn't one) and go through my email inbox (about 1500 emails at last count). 2006 has got to be my year for organising my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been doing a lot of looking round the internet and stumbled across a few great sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.milliondollarhomepage.com"&gt;The Million Dollar Homepage&lt;/a&gt; - why oh why oh why am I not clever enough to think of something like this? It's brilliant! Simple and quirky. And he's nearly made the million... Good luck to him! [Grrrr.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.gapingvoid.com"&gt;gapingvoid&lt;/a&gt; - an interesting blog with cool cartoons and useful guides to being creative and things like that. I like it. Download the 'How To Be Creative' guide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.changethis.com"&gt;ChangeThis&lt;/a&gt; - on the homepage it says it's 'on a mission to spread important ideas and change minds'. Basically they print 'manifestos' from people about all sorts of things to make people think about stuff (that's not very descriptive is it?! You'll just have to visit the site!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manifesto I've found the most interesting so far is one called: Cherry Bombs: A Supplemental Kit to "Radical Careering". Being stuck in a bit of a career rut at the moment, it was quite interesting. Didn't provide any answers, but made me think a bit. If only I could come up with the million dollar idea and then I wouldn't have to worry about the whole career thing right now... The thing is, I don't know what I'd really really like to do. When I say I've had enough of my current job, people say what would I like to do? And I really don't know. It's very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.crocs.com"&gt;crocs&lt;/a&gt; - one day I will make money from being 'on the consumer pulse'! Maybe. I need to take a few risks first. Aaargh, scary! So, crocs. They're shoes. They look a bit like the jelly shoes you (well, I... once) used to wear on the beach when you were little. So they're really ugly. But they're supposed to be really comfy. And they are massive in the USA. Huge. I'm sure they're going to come over here. Like UGG boots. I was ahead of the game there too. One day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.anatomicals.net"&gt;Anatomicals&lt;/a&gt; - shame about the homepage, but this company is cool. Strapline: we only want you for your body. Brilliant! Really nice toilettries, not too expensive and really witty copy on the packaging. Product names include 'giving good head' (shampoo), 'snog me senseless' (breath freshener), 'no old bags allowed' (under-eye gel) and 'help the paw' (hand cream). Excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.everyclick.com"&gt;Everyclick&lt;/a&gt; - a search engine that donates to charity every time you do a search. Another nice idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.thebreastcancersite.com"&gt;The Breast Cancer Site&lt;/a&gt; - does anyone know if this actually works? Click everyday on this site and the others (The Hunger Site, etc) to help people for free. Easy. Job done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll do for now. Better get back to work... Eurgh. Sorry, think positive! New Year's Resolution: be positive, be organised, be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a rubbish resolution. Will have to have a think about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, other news - I just knitted my first ever thing. A scarf (surprisingly!). I'm rather proud of myself actually. It's not bad for a first attempt I don't think. Was going to give it to a boy (will talk more about him another time maybe) for Christmas, but I didn't finish it until today and he only went and bought himself a scarf in the sales. Huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's snowing today. Lots. I want to go sledging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113594888163492497?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113594888163492497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113594888163492497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113594888163492497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113594888163492497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/12/making-money-and-other-good-ideas.html' title='Making money and other good ideas!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-113317752105067499</id><published>2005-11-28T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T12:32:01.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold</title><content type='html'>Hello! Long time no post... just been a busy bee recently with work and actually having a bit of a social life for once. Oh, and sport - doing lots of training for rowing stuff. It's obviously paying off though - have lost nearly a stone so far. Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, a couple of weeks ago I saw the funniest video I've seen in a long time with two Chinese guys miming to a Backstreet Boys song. Here's their &lt;a href="http://twochineseboys.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. It is soooo funny. If you ever need cheering up just check out these guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a fancy dress ball on Saturday night. The theme was Icons of the Seventies and Eighties. I went as Blondie. Well, Debbie Harry. I found a great photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/BLONDIE%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I just changed the white bits to black cos funnily enough I don't have any white mules... blonde wig (hideous), black very mini dress, red knee-high football socks, black four inch heel mules, and red electrical insulating tape wrapped around the dress!!  Very funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were some excellent outfits there though.  A few Wonderwomen, lots of Ghostbusters, a couple of Adam Ants, some Elvis Presleys, Dangermouse, Timmy Mallet, Tina Turner, Madonna, Princess Leia, Indiana Jones, John Lennon...  Loads and loads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got very drunk and danced the night away.  Brilliant!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-113317752105067499?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/113317752105067499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=113317752105067499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113317752105067499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/113317752105067499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-cold.html' title='It&apos;s cold'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112907098871503290</id><published>2005-10-11T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:49:48.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Soppy romantic</title><content type='html'>Have finally been to see the new Pride and Prejudice film.  I thought it was lovely.  Very English and lovely and nice.  And oh how I want a Mr Darcy to love me too.  I am such an old soppy romantic it made me cry at the end.  And much as Keira Knightly and Matthew McFadden previously annoyed me with their poutiness, they were both very good.  Especially Matthew McFadden.  He's just so manly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112907098871503290?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112907098871503290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112907098871503290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112907098871503290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112907098871503290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/10/soppy-romantic.html' title='Soppy romantic'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112869661770198758</id><published>2005-10-07T15:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T15:50:17.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATING</title><content type='html'>I am really annoyed with myself today.  I'm even annoying myself now.  I am sooo unproductive at work at the moment.  I need to be physically banned from looking at or writing emails.  And I need to just sort out my work.  I have had too many bad days of NOTHING.  It is getting really bad now.  I just can't seem to help it.  I am so easily distracted it is untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, but still on work avoidance, one of my colleagues sent me &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/4245138.stm"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; to and article about the 50th anniversary of the World Press Photo Foundation's annual photo competition.  The photos and the stories behind the photos made me cry.  I am so stupidly emotional sometimes.  My mum told me a story the other day about when I was about 18-months old and watching a programme about these little monkeys in a house and there was one little monkey left all by itself, and apparently she came in the room and I was sitting there with tears streaming down my face!  Obviously a very empathetic child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112869661770198758?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112869661770198758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112869661770198758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112869661770198758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112869661770198758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/10/frustrating.html' title='FRUSTRATING'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112846193902580448</id><published>2005-10-04T22:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T22:38:59.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubbiiiish</title><content type='html'>I went bowling tonight and I was rubbish rubbish rubbish. I hate being rubbish. My friend was really good. She got three strikes in a row in the third game. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was much better at archery at last week. I am currently the bestest in my beginner group by a long way, so that's cool. The plan is working thus far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic, just to spice up the postings a bit. It's one of my favourite places, Holkham beach on the north Norfolk coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/DSC00484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so that's not Holkham.  I couldn't find the photo I wanted of Holkham.  This is a volcano in Washington state in America and I can't remember its name right now because my brain is frazzled.  Answers on a postcard please...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112846193902580448?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112846193902580448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112846193902580448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112846193902580448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112846193902580448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/10/rubbiiiish.html' title='Rubbiiiish'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112837189150061754</id><published>2005-10-03T21:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:38:11.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beetroot face</title><content type='html'>I haven't done as much exercise as I did this evening in a very long time, and actually, it was great!  It was the first session of the winter training programme at the rowing club, and I was kind of dreading it cos I know how unfit I am.  But actually, relatively speaking (i.e. compared to everyone else) I wasn't too bad at all.  We had to do 15 minutes on the ergo (rowing machine), then a 20 minute run (am not sure I actually did 20 minutes, didn't have a watch) and then another 15 minutes on the ergo.  My face was like a beetroot by the end, and nice and sweaty.  Lovely.  And then, to undo all that good, I came home and ate a chocolate Gu (with two little dots over the 'u') souffle pudding with lots of double cream and it was really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday it's circuits.  I'm DREADING it.  I hate circuits (lots of different exercises, a lot and really hard).  I may not live to tell the tale...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112837189150061754?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112837189150061754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112837189150061754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112837189150061754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112837189150061754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/10/beetroot-face.html' title='Beetroot face'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112792812218866601</id><published>2005-09-28T18:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T18:22:02.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to be somewhere hot and sunny</title><content type='html'>I rediscovered some photos on a CD the other day that a friend took when we were travelling round Australia. Oh how I wish I was there again now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/P20705001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/P2110541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112792812218866601?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112792812218866601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112792812218866601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112792812218866601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112792812218866601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-want-to-be-somewhere-hot-and-sunny.html' title='I want to be somewhere hot and sunny'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112792486569525505</id><published>2005-09-28T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:27:45.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite Einstein</title><content type='html'>Today I have mostly been doing quizzes.  Well, not mostly, but I've done a few.  And I'm not stupid!  Not too much anyway.  I did the 'Test the Nation' &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/testthenation/iq/"&gt;IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't think it's a proper proper IQ test, but I got 122.  So that wasn't bad really.  That's really not that interesting is it.  I haven't written much recently because there really hasn't been much to write about recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archery again tonight.  I'll let you know how my Olympic plan is coming along...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112792486569525505?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112792486569525505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112792486569525505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112792486569525505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112792486569525505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/not-quite-einstein.html' title='Not quite Einstein'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112733725805067991</id><published>2005-09-21T22:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:14:18.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Robin Hood</title><content type='html'>I took my first steps on the ladder to Olympic glory today... (you will come to recognise my whimsical ways) have started a beginner's archery course.  For some reason archery is one of those sports that might be seen as 'geeky', or definitely a bit walking boots and khaki, or maybe I just thought that was the perception of it.  It was really cool!  Some skill, some relaxation and some competition.  I even managed to get a few bullseyes (I'm not sure if that's what they're called in archery).  We have four arrows, and I got a couple of 33 scores (out of 40), so I didn't think that was bad for starters.  Interesting bunch of beginners though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112733725805067991?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112733725805067991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112733725805067991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112733725805067991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112733725805067991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/robin-hood.html' title='Robin Hood'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112720556636914736</id><published>2005-09-20T09:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:39:28.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Good Men</title><content type='html'>Went to the theatre last night to see 'A Few Good Men'.  I really enjoyed it.  It made me want to watch the film again.  Rob Lowe was in it.  He looks quite young still.  And his mouth does a funny wonky thing when he shouts.  But, yeh, very well written play.  And I thought well acted, but what do I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112720556636914736?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112720556636914736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112720556636914736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112720556636914736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112720556636914736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/few-good-men.html' title='A Few Good Men'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112712483338257252</id><published>2005-09-19T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:13:53.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing a lightbulb</title><content type='html'>This post is inspired by a bloke called Dave whose &lt;a href="http://daveshelton.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; I stumbled upon this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the joke that was on his blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many psychiatrists does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one.  But the lightbulb really has to &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I tried to remember changing lightbulb jokes I've heard before.  But I couldn't.  So I Googled the joke instead.  Here is a random selection (NB: just because they're on here, doesn't mean I agree with them/like them)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many students does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two.  One to hold the lightbulb, one to get so pissed the room starts spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Socialists does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None.  It's not the lightbulb that needs changing, its the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many chav's does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Not as many as it takes to change a heavy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many egotists does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: One.  He holds onto the lightbulb, and waits for the world to revolve around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many Mafia hitmen does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three.  One to screw it in, one to watch, and one to shoot the witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many chiropractors does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one.  But it takes nine visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many witches does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: It depends on what you want to change it into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many actors does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Only one.  They don't like to share the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many psychologists does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None.  The bulb will change itself when it is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many mystery writers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Two.  One to screw it almost all the way in and the other to give it a surprising twist at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many computer programmers does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: None, it's a hardware problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many paranoids does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Who wants to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many philosophers does it take to change a lightbulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Three.  One to change it and two to stand around arguing over whether or not the lightbulb exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many countries does it take to change a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;A: Seven.  The Germans to start it and get most of the way.  The French to try and give up.  The Italians to start going one way and then change their minds.  The Swiss to pretend that nothing out of the ordinary is happening.  The British to stand firm at home without doing much.  The Russians to throw loads of people at it without doing much for ages.  The USA to turn up late, twist it the last bit and take all the credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humor.about.com/b/a/008710.htm"&gt;Q: How many dogs does it take to change a lightblub?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This one's too long to fit on here, so check it out at the above link.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go... anymore I really need to know about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112712483338257252?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112712483338257252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112712483338257252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112712483338257252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112712483338257252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/changing-lightbulb.html' title='Changing a lightbulb'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112706708822168439</id><published>2005-09-18T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T19:11:28.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets</title><content type='html'>There was a really disturbing photograph in one of the Sunday newspapers today of two pit bull terriers attacking a cow somewhere outside New Orleans. They were starving and despite being tossed in the air, sometimes as high as 15ft, they kept at it because they were desperate. The photographer flagged down a Highway patrol car and got them to shoot the dogs. It took two shots to kill one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is such a sad story. There was another one about a guy with his little old daschund dog that he'd saved and they were both in a tree and the rescuers came along and said he couldn't take his daschund with him, so he had to kill it because otherwise it would starve. That is just awful. Really upsetting. A little old dog, he could have carried in his arms, it wasn't going to live that long anyway. The man's just lost everything except the thing that was most important to him, his dog. And some stupid jobsworth wouldn't let him take it with him? I know there's loads of people to save, blah blah blah, but surely you could use your discretion? I don't know. It's just sad. I know there is no way I could have left Lottie or Tag (our doggies). I just couldn't do it. This is Lottie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Lottie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Lottie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112706708822168439?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112706708822168439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112706708822168439&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112706708822168439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112706708822168439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/pets.html' title='Pets'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112688464689933314</id><published>2005-09-16T16:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T16:31:36.100+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerton Mill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Summerton%20Mill_main%20characters%20SMALL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Summerton%20Mill_main%20characters%20SMALL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new stop-frame animation called Summerton Mill. It is really really cute. The chickens (the fluffy yellow things with orange feet) are brilliant! Some friends of friends of mine animated it, so that's double-cool (and this is a blatant plug!). &lt;a href="http://www.toonhound.com/summerton.htm"&gt;Dr Naybhur's song&lt;/a&gt; is especially catchy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112688464689933314?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112688464689933314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112688464689933314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112688464689933314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112688464689933314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/summerton-mill.html' title='Summerton Mill'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112682073923222766</id><published>2005-09-15T22:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:07:28.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad and very long winded joke</title><content type='html'>I can only remember bad jokes. Here's one that's stuck in my mind for a very long time. It's quite good cos you can make up your own bits to extend it (if you can be bothered)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a donkey with three legs?&lt;br /&gt;A: A wonky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a donkey with three legs and one eye?&lt;br /&gt;A: A winky wonky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a &lt;a href="http://www.allensacres.net/images/UnFramed%20Photos/Bis_side1.JPG"&gt;minature donkey&lt;/a&gt; with three legs and one eye?&lt;br /&gt;A: A winky wonky dinky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a minature donkey with three legs and one eye that can play the piano?&lt;br /&gt;A: A plinky-plonky winky wonky dinky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a minature donkey with three legs and one eye that can play the piano and has a bad case of wind?&lt;br /&gt;A: A stinky plinky-plonky winky wonky dinky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a really clever minature donkey with three legs and one eye that can play the piano and has a bad case of wind?&lt;br /&gt;A: A thinky stinky plinky-plonky winky wonky dinky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a really clever minature donkey with three legs and one eye that can play the piano and has a bad case of wind and wears blue suede shoes?&lt;br /&gt;A: An honky tonky thinky stinky plinky-plonky winky wonky dinky donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a really clever minature donkey with three legs and one eye that can play the piano and has a bad case of wind, wears blue suede shoes whilst driving a truck?&lt;br /&gt;A: F***ing talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112682073923222766?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112682073923222766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112682073923222766&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112682073923222766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112682073923222766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-and-very-long-winded-joke.html' title='A bad and very long winded joke'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112672890422214163</id><published>2005-09-14T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T12:06:44.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Big fat tummy</title><content type='html'>My tummy has got fat. It's all bloaty and horrible. I think it's something I ate. Well, probably all the crisps and chocolate and snacks that I've been eating recently. Why, when I know what's good and what's bad for me, do I not have any will-power to eat good stuff and not eat too much. Anyway, that's all very dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/drama/spooks/"&gt;Spooks &lt;/a&gt;last night. I wonder if it's anything like that at all in MI5. I don't think I could join it. MI5 that is (I'd join Spooks, I think Adam's quite fit!). I'm too much of a wimp. And don't have enough faith in my ability. It's all very well working in PR and doing something wrong and it might affect a client, but if you're in MI5 and you do something wrong it might, y'know, affect the whole country. Well, that's the impression I get anyway. I don't think I could be in MI5 unless I was an orphan, or something like that. No one to mind if something happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely changing the subject, just seen a trailer on TV for the new &lt;a href="http://www.workingtitlefilms.com/film.php?filmID=38"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/a&gt; film. I think Keira Knightly pouts a bit too much when she acts, but it looks like a good film. Well, I just like Pride and Prejudice. Matthew McFadden pouts a bit too so they'll make a good pair! I'll give you the verdict when I go to see it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112672890422214163?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112672890422214163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112672890422214163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112672890422214163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112672890422214163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-fat-tummy.html' title='Big fat tummy'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112655243256930417</id><published>2005-09-12T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:59:44.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cricket CAN be exciting!</title><content type='html'>Ha ha! England have done it! &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/cricket/4237610.stm"&gt;They won the Ashes&lt;/a&gt;! Fantastic stuff. All for a teeny weeny trophy that you can hardly see. Ah well, it's not like the footballers who need a big cup to prove their manliness... ha ha. Anyway, very impressive stuff. And so close. And everyone's been so nice about each other and all very respectful of each other. It's all jolly friendly and cucumber sandwiches. But seriously, it is really good, and a great example for kids looking up to their sporting heroes. And if Freddie Flintoff doesn't win the Sports Personality of the Year this year then I'm the Queen of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice one Zara Phillips at Blenheim too - two Gold medals at the Europeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well done Jensen Button for his third at the thingymajig Grand Prix on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else? Well, there were lots of football matches, but I only follow England on the football stuff, and they were rubbish last week against Northern Ireland. Or rather, Northern Ireland were better than them. So we won't talk about football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and get better soon Johnny Wilkinson who's just had his appendix out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's finish on cricket again... WELL DONE ENGLAND!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112655243256930417?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112655243256930417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112655243256930417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112655243256930417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112655243256930417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/cricket-can-be-exciting.html' title='Cricket CAN be exciting!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112651372915175990</id><published>2005-09-12T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:50:39.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>Good morning! How much do I not want to be at work today? Quite a lot. I'd rather be vegging in front of the telly watching the cricket. Not that I know the rules or anything, but Freddie Flintoff is quite cool. And it's something to do. Just fancy doing not very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite an action-packed weekend. Sailing on Saturday (we were rubbish) and rowing/sculling yesterday (I was rubbish). I only took up the whole rowing/sculling in May this year, so am still very much a beginner. And yesterday it showed. It was just a local regatta in Cambridge. I was doing a sculling double thingy, and then rowing in an eight. In the eight I caught a massive crab (for those not in 'the know' with the rowing lingo, that's when your blade, or oar, goes in the water at the wrong angle and you can't get it out the water and the end of the blade comes flying towards your head like it's going to decapitate you and then it all goes horribly wrong) and then when I eventually got the stupid blade out the water, my seat had come off the slide thing, and I couldn't get it back on, so I had to row just leaning when everyone else was sliding and it was just a bit rubbish cos if I hadn't messed up then we might have won cos we were coming back at them at the end. RUBBISH! Very frustrating at my crapness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/P9110673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to work I suppose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112651372915175990?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112651372915175990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112651372915175990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112651372915175990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112651372915175990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112604204528456985</id><published>2005-09-06T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T09:30:08.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing nothing</title><content type='html'>At the moment, I am mastering the art of doing nothing. Kind of. I sit at my desk at work, and don't really know what to do. I'm kind of having a crisis of confidence or something. So, I check out some websites, read my emails, read some magazines, shuffle some papers, and think about tidying my desk. I don't usually get round to actually tidying my desk because that's a bit too obvious for everyone else to see. And it seems to pass the time. But I have to say, doing nothing's not all it's cracked up to be. I need to get motivated. They randomly gave me a pay rise today. Good job they are in another office, away from the procrastination. Perhaps they twigged I've been going for interviews and maybe they do actually want to keep me there?! Who knows. I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth though, so thanks very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post was inspired by 'La la la', today's post on &lt;a href="http://www.flipflopflying.com"&gt;Flip Flop Flying&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112604204528456985?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112604204528456985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112604204528456985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112604204528456985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112604204528456985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/doing-nothing.html' title='Doing nothing'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112595632861557996</id><published>2005-09-05T23:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:28:30.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I here?</title><content type='html'>And other rubbish. I turned down a job today. I've done that three times this year. Not the same job, obviously. I think I must be turning into some kind of interview whore - see how many I can get and then turn them all down NYAH HA HAAA. It stresses me out every time. And every time I do the whole 'soul searching' and 'what do I want to do with my life' thing, and then actually end up doing nothing. So, there we are. I could have changed my life, but I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, that all pales in comparison to all the mega horrible stuff going on in the world at the moment. New Orleans and the whole hurricane thing is just horrendous. And the death stampedes in Bagdhad. And just general nastiness in the world. It's so upsetting that generally I try not to think about it. It's a bit of an ostrich perspective, but it would properly overwhelm me and then I'd spend most of my time crying. So perhaps I should be happy all the time, and try to make other people a bit happier and then that's my bit done?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112595632861557996?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112595632861557996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112595632861557996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112595632861557996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112595632861557996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-am-i-here.html' title='Why am I here?'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112564842268246532</id><published>2005-09-02T10:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T21:17:49.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly the weekend</title><content type='html'>Well, in today's quiz I got a BIG FAT ZERO!! How amusing. Some really bad guessing going on today. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/Lance%2017Jul05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/Lance%2017Jul05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another photo. It's Lance Armstrong at this year's Tour de France. His last one. He's AMAZING! Look at his face. This was near the end of one of, if not the, toughest stage. It finished at the top of the Pla-d’Adet in the Pyrenees. My dad and uncle cycled up it before the Tour came through. It's totally mad actually. Hundreds of people waiting hours and hours to see them cycle past in a few seconds. It's better on the mountains because it probably takes about ten seconds for them to cycle past instead of about two on the flat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112564842268246532?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112564842268246532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112564842268246532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112564842268246532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112564842268246532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/nearly-weekend.html' title='Nearly the weekend'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112561265722347542</id><published>2005-09-02T00:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:31:53.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticky art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/1600/DSC00740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3186/1027/320/DSC00740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just experimenting with the photo thingy again. Here are some pretty clematis (not sure if that's the plural too) from our garden this summer. It appears we are having a bit of an Indian summer this year. It was BAKING yesterday. Why is it called an Indian summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much is not going on in my life at the moment. Well, the potential is there for lots to be going on but actually I'm rubbish when there's too much to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was wondering (for the 1000th time) the other day, how many photos are there in the world that I am randomly in? Who has got me in the background of their 'London tourist photo' or 'Sydney tourist photo' or 'Live 8 concert photo' or anything?! It's a weird thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read something today about a guy who does 3D pavement art who has also taken to making mini masterpieces out of chewing gum that has been spat on the pavement. I think it's horrible to spit chewing gum on the pavement. This guy, Ben Wilson, started doing the art as his statement against horrible people who spit their chewing gum on the ground. Here's a couple of &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/cbbcnews/hi/newsid_4180000/newsid_4188800/4188871.stm"&gt;examples&lt;/a&gt;.  Apparently there are 300,000 pieces of gum stuck to Oxford Street. Whilst trying to find a link for Ben Wilson, I also happened upon &lt;a href="http://www.gumblondes.com"&gt;Gum Blondes&lt;/a&gt;.  A guy called Jason from Canada chews bubble gum and then sticks it to plywood to make portraits of famous blonde ladies. People are so weird aren't they - how on earth did he come up with that idea?! "I know, I'll do art from bubble gum!" Hmmm. Anyway, there's Paris Hilton on there, Anna Kournikova, Sarah Michelle Gellar. I'm not sure if No.II is meant to be Britney? You can definitely see the skill level increase from the rather, well, childlike 'Gum Blonde I' to No.XII pretty impressive Marilyn Monroe creation. Excellent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112561265722347542?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112561265722347542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112561265722347542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112561265722347542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112561265722347542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/09/sticky-art.html' title='Sticky art'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112504417446888572</id><published>2005-08-26T10:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:16:14.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TFI Friday</title><content type='html'>Yahoo, it's Friday at last and it's a bank holiday weekend.  Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quiz time again: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/4185542.stm  I got 3 today.  I'm really quite rubbish.  Everyone else so far has got 3 as well, so not too embarrassing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the fourth episode of LOST last night.  I'm going to keep watching it.  Even though apparently they don't get rescued until the end of the second series.  By then I'll have invested nearly a year of my life watching it once a week!  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112504417446888572?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112504417446888572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112504417446888572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112504417446888572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112504417446888572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/tfi-friday.html' title='TFI Friday'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112498586953309669</id><published>2005-08-25T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T17:04:29.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudoku</title><content type='html'>These Sudoku things drive me mad.  They are everywhere now.  Who invented them?  I wish I'd thought of it, I might be rich by now.  It took me weeks to actually complete one of the 'gentle' ones.  I got fed up and gave up before I finished (cos obviously I could, if I wanted to!).  But then, on Monday I completed the HARD level on Yahoo! Sudoku (&lt;a href="http://www.nonzero.it/yahoouk/"&gt;http://www.nonzero.it/yahoouk/&lt;/a&gt;).  Well, sort of.  I was having a Sudoku race with my friend Kirstie, but neither of us could take the pressure and made mistakes.  Which is REALLY annoying because then you have to start again.  Except I didn't.  I just clicked 'View Solution' to find the wrong ones.  Does that make me a cheater?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112498586953309669?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112498586953309669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112498586953309669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112498586953309669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112498586953309669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/sudoku.html' title='Sudoku'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112461590527427450</id><published>2005-08-21T11:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T10:18:25.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash</title><content type='html'>Went to the cinema last night to see Crash.  It made me cry.  Quite a lot actually.  I do cry at films and TV programmes quite a lot.  Lassie, a regular fixture in my viewing schedule when I was little, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; used to make me cry.  Crash made me cry because of the tragedy of some peoples' lives.  And because of huge injustices and prejudices in the world.  It was actually quite depressing.  There were some uplifting moments.  But the over-riding feeling I had was sadness.  Mostly because the stuff being depicted is almost definitely true, to a certain extent.  There are people like that in the world.  And it gets me so cross because it's such a huge deal, and it seems that really things like racism, bigotry, injustice, misunderstanding, disrespect, violence, crime, narrow-mindedness, discrimination, inequality, extremism...  they'll never stop.  I'm sure I've been guilty of some of those things myself at some point or another, deliberately or not, but it seems like there's a cycle of feeling and attitude that's hard to shake but also very hard to pin down.  Humans are complicated beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112461590527427450?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112461590527427450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112461590527427450&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112461590527427450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112461590527427450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/crash.html' title='Crash'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112443979405618244</id><published>2005-08-19T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:23:14.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's QUIZ time!</title><content type='html'>We do a weekly quiz at work.  It's the one on the BBC's website.  I am RUBBISH!  I think my average is about 2 out of 7.  Have a go: &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/4164034.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/4164034.stm&lt;/a&gt;  I got 3 today.  It's hard.  And you have to be good at guessing.  I used to be good.  But now I'm not.  It's getting a bit competitive at work now.  And I'm last.  BUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112443979405618244?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112443979405618244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112443979405618244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112443979405618244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112443979405618244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-quiz-time.html' title='It&apos;s QUIZ time!'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112435320301126526</id><published>2005-08-18T10:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T09:20:03.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Siiiimpsons</title><content type='html'>So, I read today that Princes William and Harry are going to be in The Simpsons.  I think that's really cool.  I have to say, I am a fan of the Royal Family anyway.  For their 61p per person a year, I think they're good value.  They're a great tourist attraction if nothing else.  But actually I think Queenie does good stuff.  I'd like to meet her.  One day maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112435320301126526?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112435320301126526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112435320301126526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112435320301126526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112435320301126526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/siiiimpsons.html' title='The Siiiimpsons'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112431864741448327</id><published>2005-08-18T00:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:47:02.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing testing one two three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/129/7416/320/DSC00780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #006600 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #006600 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #006600 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/129/7416/320/DSC00780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Pitt at Live 8 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again, just trying to figure out this whole photo on the blog thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112431864741448327?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112431864741448327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112431864741448327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112431864741448327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112431864741448327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/testing-testing-one-two-three.html' title='Testing testing one two three'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-112431789454780742</id><published>2005-08-18T00:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:33:02.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All alone</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought I'd give this whole blogging thing another go. I forgot my password and stuff for a while, but had an epiphany or something this evening and remembered it all! I'm home alone at the moment, which is why I'm up late (this is late for me) and writing rubbish. I keep reading Craig's blog at Flip Flop Flying and it's always really good, but he always thinks of something cool to write about. Perhaps random, but always interesting. And then photos too (haven't worked out how to do that bit properly yet) and his illustrations. Hmmm, what can I talk about. Well, as it's my blog I can talk about me! No one's ever going to read this, ever, so I guess I can just ramble and type until I can type no more. Or get bored. Or whatever. Oh yes, I know what I wanted to talk about - did you see that guy in the news who built a boat out of lollipop sticks? He said it was (and I quote) a "dream come true". Who has a dream to build a replica Viking ship out of lollipop sticks and sail it across the Atlantic????? Did I miss something? Should my ambitions (small as they are) be directed elsewhere? Perhaps I should be making a scale model of the Eiffel Tower out of Jelly Babies. No, that would be silly. Jelly Babies would get eaten. But you know what I mean. How do people think up these weird things to do? Or, more to the point, why? Why spend two years of your life making a Viking ship out of small sticks of wood? As you can probably tell, I'm just not getting it. It looked cool though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-112431789454780742?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/112431789454780742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=112431789454780742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112431789454780742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/112431789454780742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/08/all-alone.html' title='All alone'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-111470193435535599</id><published>2005-04-28T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T16:25:34.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking it's Friday.  I really wish it was.  One day closer to the weekend.  Just sitting at my desk being bored.  Which is stupid really because I've really got lots to do but I just can't be bothered.  Have just had a very yummy oatmeal and raisin cookie though, so all is not that bad really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-111470193435535599?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/111470193435535599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=111470193435535599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/111470193435535599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/111470193435535599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12444471.post-111450246736407503</id><published>2005-04-26T08:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T09:01:07.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new day</title><content type='html'>Hello.  I've decided to give this blogging thing a go.  Not sure how long I'll last.  Not sure why anyone would be interested in reading about my daily comings and goings, but anyway!  Will try and make it interesting.  Well, hopefully something interesting will happen in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12444471-111450246736407503?l=bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/feeds/111450246736407503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12444471&amp;postID=111450246736407503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/111450246736407503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12444471/posts/default/111450246736407503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigfluffyclouds.blogspot.com/2005/04/brand-new-day.html' title='A brand new day'/><author><name>Hostess with the Mostest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13009333362597000460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
