<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 01:00:54 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Chaos Theory</title><description>The Life Story of a Working Mum</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>515</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-9042212287534629562</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-24T22:58:17.890+01:00</atom:updated><title>Torchwood Return Date</title><description>Finally confirmed is the "Torchwood: Children of Earth" screening date.&lt;br /&gt;It will be on BBC1 for 5 consecutive nights at 9pm starting on 6th July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The action trailer is elsewhere on here, but this is the moody Aussie trailer.&lt;br /&gt;Looks so spooky, just hope it lives up to the hype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/enSjozL01lI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/enSjozL01lI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&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/32967576-9042212287534629562?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/torchwood-return-date.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-2694323723017852923</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jun 2009 22:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-23T23:56:29.886+01:00</atom:updated><title>Plait</title><description>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659029297878946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SkFcCcOJV6I/AAAAAAAABXg/-cFuRD6eFew/s320/DSCF6490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Rainbows tonight the girls tried their hand at plaiting. Each girl left with a little gift bag of bobbles and clips. But even better - some of them had their hair styled in french plaits. Darling Girl was so thrilled to be chosen and and is so proud of her french plait, although I have no idea how to repeat the feat. The best I can do is to photograph it and let her go to sleep with the style still in and hope it lasts 'til the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SkFcC997aaI/AAAAAAAABXo/xPS6Co7skt8/s1600-h/DSCF6491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350659038356662690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SkFcC997aaI/AAAAAAAABXo/xPS6Co7skt8/s320/DSCF6491.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/32967576-2694323723017852923?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/plait.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SkFcCcOJV6I/AAAAAAAABXg/-cFuRD6eFew/s72-c/DSCF6490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-2455485279828127664</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2009 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-22T13:01:38.232+01:00</atom:updated><title>Its all happening...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9yWZWvEZI/AAAAAAAABXY/VQ8mffprij4/s1600-h/21jun+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120611428372882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9yWZWvEZI/AAAAAAAABXY/VQ8mffprij4/s320/21jun+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;So, can you see a monkey?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Birthday Celebrations continued on Saturday when we took Darling Girl and her best friend to the zoo. A treat instead of a party. We were surprised that it wasn't as busy as we had feared and we had a lovely day. In fact we saw everything we wanted to - even a jaguar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350118676661835666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wlxycl5I/AAAAAAAABWo/sSN-0QcJI60/s200/21jun+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meerkats for Darling Girl - simples!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wnNa6myI/AAAAAAAABXI/OwUloEfUGTg/s1600-h/21jun+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350118701259201314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wnNa6myI/AAAAAAAABXI/OwUloEfUGTg/s200/21jun+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Best Friend loved the Gibbons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wm7ud4vI/AAAAAAAABXA/hUN3egcX6KE/s1600-h/21jun+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350118696509367026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wm7ud4vI/AAAAAAAABXA/hUN3egcX6KE/s200/21jun+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hub likes the otters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350119891144520034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9xseFrsWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/T1MPySmBgXc/s200/21jun+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Amazed to see the jaguars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wmoStNOI/AAAAAAAABW4/AF8ZkkfIrZo/s1600-h/21jun+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350118691292656866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9wmoStNOI/AAAAAAAABW4/AF8ZkkfIrZo/s200/21jun+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Transparent" butterfly at the new butterfly house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-2455485279828127664?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-all-happening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9yWZWvEZI/AAAAAAAABXY/VQ8mffprij4/s72-c/21jun+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-6731990784193124353</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-22T12:43:51.308+01:00</atom:updated><title>Seven</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6tTO_aI/AAAAAAAABWQ/De_1BFIbrA0/s1600-h/21jun+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114638187920802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6tTO_aI/AAAAAAAABWQ/De_1BFIbrA0/s320/21jun+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, after weeks of counting down Darling Girl's birthday finally arrived. Seven at last. Apart from having to go to Breakfast Club, I think she had a lovely day - thoroughly spoiled by all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6IJl-cI/AAAAAAAABWI/9HGEM8Z9BpE/s1600-h/21jun+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114628215372226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6IJl-cI/AAAAAAAABWI/9HGEM8Z9BpE/s320/21jun+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6z4oPoI/AAAAAAAABWY/x-Wz5fHq07Q/s1600-h/21jun+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114639955377794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6z4oPoI/AAAAAAAABWY/x-Wz5fHq07Q/s320/21jun+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where did that tiny poorly baby go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is such a mixed day for us. It brings us no happy memories. Hub said, he wished he could go back in time seven years to tell our frightened selves that everything would turn out alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at her now, you would never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-6731990784193124353?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/seven.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sj9s6tTO_aI/AAAAAAAABWQ/De_1BFIbrA0/s72-c/21jun+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3048535421237474420</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 09:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T10:25:07.727+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Last Outpost</title><description>Outpost Gallifrey is soon to be no more.&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly I am more of a lurker than a poster, but I like the whole nonsense of it all.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;But I am already signed up for the replacement - Gallifrey Base:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://96.30.16.216/~gallifr/forum/index.php"&gt;http://96.30.16.216/~gallifr/forum/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I cannot be just plain Gallifrey on there, I have to be GallifreyGirl.&lt;br /&gt;At least the DT arse thread has found a new home too - because the fangirls on LJ are indeed very scary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-3048535421237474420?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-outpost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3618159415379234599</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 10:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-08T12:00:54.244+01:00</atom:updated><title>Free Wheelin'</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SiztbiqZOWI/AAAAAAAABWA/8BoO5a09biA/s1600-h/7+jun01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344907915198806370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SiztbiqZOWI/AAAAAAAABWA/8BoO5a09biA/s320/7+jun01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;A big event for a small girl happened on our street yesterday. At last - riding a bike with no stabilisers. The weather, her cough (and dad's aching back) have often been against her; not to mention hard pavements and cuts and bruises. But yesterday she had several sucessful runs up and down the pavement. 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Darling Girl will be off to the Juniors in September and will be learning about the Romans. So we walked around the walls and visited the ampitheatre and gardens.  We enjoyed the views over the river and looked out for centurions and gladiators. We went up high in the rows to look at the smaller shops and to look down on the shoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sizrf7ODTnI/AAAAAAAABVo/k0vNtSdMOAo/s1600-h/4+jun+15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344905791487037042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sizrf7ODTnI/AAAAAAAABVo/k0vNtSdMOAo/s320/4+jun+15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But what was her highlight? A "Build A Bear" shop with no other customers and an early birthday present. Although Lauren the Panda is hibernating until the BIG day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344905805349589602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sizrgu3JEmI/AAAAAAAABV4/wpG-e-kMaVk/s320/4jun+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-914015436558348792?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/chester.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SizrgR7kn_I/AAAAAAAABVw/e8yZhzbJNTM/s72-c/4+jun+17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-6316548406279531124</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2009 18:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-05T19:48:13.113+01:00</atom:updated><title>Busy</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Siln8EbmdVI/AAAAAAAABVg/iGMbTQ1Yxoo/s1600-h/DSCF6286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343916714531124562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Siln8EbmdVI/AAAAAAAABVg/iGMbTQ1Yxoo/s320/DSCF6286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its been a busy couple of weeks. Poor Darling Girl has been ill for a while. She is suffering with a dreadful cough and temperature. A cough doesn't sound like much but it is affecting her whole body as she hacks away like an old smoker. Her whole body shakes and she is worn out. It is finally improving after having weeks off school and courses of penicillin and antibiotics and being put back on her inhaler. She is also heading back to see her consultant. So her discharge didn't last 2 months. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she is feeling better so I am pleased about being able to upload photos like this of her enjoying the sunshine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343916709416036546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Siln7xYEaMI/AAAAAAAABVY/pV_2Upn2GIk/s320/DSCF6274.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I have had a couple of grown up nights off. Kind Inlaws took Eleanor for tea so Hub and I could go and watch the Star Trek movie. Fabulous. But I could be biased mainly because we have seen every Star Trek film, together - and on a big screen since Undiscovered Country (that's the one where the Klingons quote Hamlet). Or it could just mean I loved it because we haven't been on our own to see a grown up film for years, and that was also a Star Trelk film!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other night out involved Mo and John Barrowman. We went to see a brilliant concert in Liverpool. Not as cheesy as his awful TV programme, JB belted out show tunes and told his silly stories. His able support was Daniel Boys who has a beautiful clear voice - I need to track down his new album.  After the show, JB was whisked away, but Daniel Boys came out to say "hello" and sign programmes and nick pens - but I'll let him keep it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343916707848716258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Siln7riY_-I/AAAAAAAABVQ/GgsUpguKIcE/s320/DSCF6262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-6316548406279531124?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Siln8EbmdVI/AAAAAAAABVg/iGMbTQ1Yxoo/s72-c/DSCF6286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-890442386043040888</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 22:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T00:14:51.388+01:00</atom:updated><title>Should be working...</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to prove that I still scrap. I had been inspiration-less but a combination of some family events, moving my stuff into a new study and being so busy that I haven't really got time to muck about with card and paper all meant that I got some scrapping done, and really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343240989991757794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SicBXuXD5-I/AAAAAAAABVI/zkVSNTfLt4M/s320/red+ambition.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Hub at Anfield.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Going for a Cathy Z -vibe!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343240978538551730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SicBXDsZ2bI/AAAAAAAABUw/nVecbVr9gjA/s320/GOLDEN+CELEBRATION.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In-Laws 50th Anniversary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just wanted to use that swirl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343240984886800146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SicBXbV8bxI/AAAAAAAABU4/0h1so4DHwDM/s320/laughter.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Photo by Eleanor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teaming some painted chipboard with crate paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343240984148131986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SicBXYl1QJI/AAAAAAAABVA/7gqQngrK9d4/s320/slipping.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That Abba Song that Always Makes Me Cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had lots of fun inking chipboard and spraying with glimmer mists and stamping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More beautiful crate papers. Thank you Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-890442386043040888?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/06/should-be-working.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SicBXuXD5-I/AAAAAAAABVI/zkVSNTfLt4M/s72-c/red+ambition.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-5200192632315985659</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 22:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T00:43:12.647+01:00</atom:updated><title>Cake - or Death?</title><description>If there is any cake in our house you are likely to be asked: "Cake? Or Death?"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the CakeWrecks site today I saw this YouTube video and Darling Girl and I have been giggling about it most of the day. It is brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZVjKlBCvhg&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-5200192632315985659?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/05/cake-or-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-7308027243555251017</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 21:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-28T22:26:40.520+01:00</atom:updated><title>Canvas</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SfdxTH0w0lI/AAAAAAAABTo/aq3dXM91Su0/s1600-h/4+canvas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329853257348076114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SfdxTH0w0lI/AAAAAAAABTo/aq3dXM91Su0/s400/4+canvas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just to prove I am creative...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I made these over the holidays. I just loved playing and making an inky mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I added scraps of an old (french) book in different combinations to 8x8 canvases. Then scraped over gesso and then painted with different shades of blue acrylic rubbing over with baby wipes and vaseline for a patchier effect. Then the fun: either ranger spray inks or glimmer mists, combined with masks. I followed this with stamping - some embossing or some were dusted with perfect pearls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The elements were decorated the same way or with Twinkling H2Os or alcohol inks. These are either chipboard or grungeboard, although there are some acetate clocks. And finally either idea-ology gears or some of the clock innards I have been collecting for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so thrilled with the results and they are now on display in my new porch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_nJaNeI/AAAAAAAABTY/H3a4G5unQhQ/s1600-h/timeisanillusion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852922158790114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_nJaNeI/AAAAAAAABTY/H3a4G5unQhQ/s320/timeisanillusion.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time is an Illusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_8Tol2I/AAAAAAAABTg/ak9JgQFum-k/s1600-h/timeofyourlife.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852927838820194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_8Tol2I/AAAAAAAABTg/ak9JgQFum-k/s320/timeofyourlife.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Time of Your Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_RYfMII/AAAAAAAABTQ/qr8scdIVWaE/s1600-h/timeflies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852916316450946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_RYfMII/AAAAAAAABTQ/qr8scdIVWaE/s320/timeflies.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time Flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_ArhIcI/AAAAAAAABTI/KIIA2_6BeUk/s1600-h/timeaftertime.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329852911832867266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdw_ArhIcI/AAAAAAAABTI/KIIA2_6BeUk/s320/timeaftertime.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Time After Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856192299885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdz99XzZSI/AAAAAAAABUI/EOyxuwlq4dQ/s200/28apr+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856183058398546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdz9a8dfVI/AAAAAAAABUA/XLYAOUq2w3Y/s200/28apr+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856177518931858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdz9GTv75I/AAAAAAAABT4/53btWXlPe4M/s200/28apr+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856174732290946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sfdz877XK4I/AAAAAAAABTw/IcsBYR4vbWk/s200/28apr+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-7308027243555251017?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/canvas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SfdxTH0w0lI/AAAAAAAABTo/aq3dXM91Su0/s72-c/4+canvas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3328640334894267561</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 16:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T17:35:20.421+01:00</atom:updated><title>Water always wins</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Found this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4h5acCjqDO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4h5acCjqDO8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking forward to November!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear Michelle Ryan fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No wish to upset you, but who are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me know, since I don't post anon comments unless I know who left it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-3328640334894267561?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/water-always-wins.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3584431286825903379</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-17T14:27:33.571+01:00</atom:updated><title>Watched!</title><description>Of course I was squeeing - when virgin media finally let me watch it! Yes it didn't have the quality or depth of "Blink" or "Midnight." It just did exactly what it said on the tin: fun and lightweight, with the added bonus of not much Lee Evans and the fact that Michelle Ryan is not a permanant companion. Captain Nerisa for new companion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what it did lack was a real villain. The tritovores were good guys and the devourers were just doing what comes naturally. That's right - devouring (don't mention accelerating enough to generate a wormhole).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little nods to the past, including target books were appreciated and it did not matter that they sailed over Darling Girl's head and Hub's too! One lovely touch was the fact that Christina didn't understand the alien speech - she hadn't been near the TARDIS so it couldn't translate for her. So it just sounding like the Doctor clicking gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, those four knocks. Four last episodes? Four faithful companions? Four .... well I have been spoilered and I am not spoilering anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So here are some lovely pictures!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJ-MJIaI/AAAAAAAABTA/LYERQC9D0Qo/s1600-h/52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325402277073723810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJ-MJIaI/AAAAAAAABTA/LYERQC9D0Qo/s320/52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJ3zDOuI/AAAAAAAABS4/HXltAznyPeU/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325402275357866722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJ3zDOuI/AAAAAAAABS4/HXltAznyPeU/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Tongue porn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJtwL9gI/AAAAAAAABSw/ZCLmtGE37CM/s1600-h/81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325402272661501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJtwL9gI/AAAAAAAABSw/ZCLmtGE37CM/s320/81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; It is coming back through the darkness....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Gallifrey hides behind cushion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures from The Doctor Who Site Gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-3584431286825903379?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/planet-of-dead_16.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeehJ-MJIaI/AAAAAAAABTA/LYERQC9D0Qo/s72-c/52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-2949974948418657959</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 19:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T20:41:35.884+01:00</atom:updated><title>96</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeY38agk3bI/AAAAAAAABSg/gxoAnDUkUCM/s1600-h/flame2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325005120459824562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeY38agk3bI/AAAAAAAABSg/gxoAnDUkUCM/s320/flame2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cannot believe this was twenty years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lads I knew who went to watch that game came back changed men.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This isn't my photograph, I couldn't take one when we visited - too emotional, especially this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 96 - they will never walk alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-2949974948418657959?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/96.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeY38agk3bI/AAAAAAAABSg/gxoAnDUkUCM/s72-c/flame2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3948823658847663037</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-14T19:32:45.163+01:00</atom:updated><title>Tag!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeTVnGoJ7pI/AAAAAAAABSY/68LyaYrgsVA/s1600-h/12aug07+266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324615527229419154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeTVnGoJ7pI/AAAAAAAABSY/68LyaYrgsVA/s320/12aug07+266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been tagged by Sue &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://suecssilentsentences.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://suecssilentsentences.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to upload the fourth photo from the fourth folder in my pictures files.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Darling Girl in August 2007 at Southerndown Beach, otherwise known as "Bad Wolf Bay." It was an absolutely glorious day and the photos are all in a folder together for when I am inspired enough to make a special enough layout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my turn to tag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tag Pol, Liam, Aky and Lynz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me know if you join in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-3948823658847663037?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeTVnGoJ7pI/AAAAAAAABSY/68LyaYrgsVA/s72-c/12aug07+266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-4141184573528961598</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 21:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-13T22:28:21.806+01:00</atom:updated><title>This Is Anfield</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324285877974726962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOpy_dP-TI/AAAAAAAABRY/REFkihulV-c/s320/13apr09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually managed to surprise Hub with one of his birthday presents, although he had to wait an extra day to receive it. I booked us all on the tour at Anfield, something that he has wanted to do for ages. Darling Girl was quite excited too, she was looking out for Fernando Torres, although I am not sure if she knows what he looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First stop, Shankley's statue. I really liked the inscription underneath: "He made the people happy." What a great thing to achieve with your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286643340440754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqfiqp9LI/AAAAAAAABRg/-mY7VPF6M0M/s200/13apr09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went through the players' entrance, not at all glamorous, but rather small and cramped and into the small home changing room. Poor Darling Girl could not get near Torres' shirt, so we told her Gerrard's shirt would be just as good. I found Sami Hyypia's shirt - no one was near that one! Hub was photographed with Carra's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286650328213282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqf8sq5yI/AAAAAAAABRo/AYl07guicks/s200/13apr09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then a great ambition achieved for Hub, he got to walk down the steps and touch the famous sign. Then he went back to do it again with Darling Girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqgfN9oCI/AAAAAAAABR4/S1CKo6csTyk/s1600-h/13apr09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286659594657826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqgfN9oCI/AAAAAAAABR4/S1CKo6csTyk/s200/13apr09+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those tiresome media interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqgGJ6teI/AAAAAAAABRw/YB1ct5XtMdQ/s1600-h/13apr09+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286652866803170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqgGJ6teI/AAAAAAAABRw/YB1ct5XtMdQ/s200/13apr09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pitch side, waiting where the subs sit in the dug out. But she did managed to move into Rafa's seat for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324286665319856242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOqg0i9OHI/AAAAAAAABSE/IYxlbmE-5lM/s200/13apr09+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had finished with the tour, back into the museum and a chance to be pictured with the Champions' League trophy. It is huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324290259153626866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOtyAnspvI/AAAAAAAABSQ/KpV35ElQ03Y/s320/13apr09+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-4141184573528961598?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-anfield.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeOpy_dP-TI/AAAAAAAABRY/REFkihulV-c/s72-c/13apr09+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-4859772355325500759</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 20:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T22:21:49.172+01:00</atom:updated><title>Early mornings</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJY-zQZ6cI/AAAAAAAABRI/PK1we8e3Mls/s1600-h/DSCF6080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323915545439496642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJY-zQZ6cI/AAAAAAAABRI/PK1we8e3Mls/s200/DSCF6080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were two reasons why Darling Girl decide to wake us so early: one was Easter and the thought of chocolate and egg hunts; the other was Hub's birthday. She gets as excited about our birthdays as she does her own, which is quite sweet unless it is 7am on a Sunday after a late night with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXpdCFP6I/AAAAAAAABQo/0_NhxMvjno4/s1600-h/DSCF6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXpdCFP6I/AAAAAAAABQo/0_NhxMvjno4/s1600-h/DSCF6079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323914079184961442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXpdCFP6I/AAAAAAAABQo/0_NhxMvjno4/s200/DSCF6079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, despite the fact we put her to bed very late after a lovely evening and the first barbecue of the year (thank you to C and C) she bounced in a bit too early for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we did manage an egg hunt and Hub opened his cards and presents - mainly CDs and whisky! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXqBCicYI/AAAAAAAABRA/pvs1h29WRaU/s1600-h/DSCF6092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323914088850551170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXqBCicYI/AAAAAAAABRA/pvs1h29WRaU/s200/DSCF6092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know an egg hunt is rather a new import but we have fun organising and watching Darling Girl who is still hedging her bets on the existence of the Easter Bunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJXp8am1jI/AAAAAAAABQ4/s9UHN6ZiKjI/s1600-h/DSCF6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323916035050744050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJZbTM0qPI/AAAAAAAABRQ/SN7SjMudqMI/s320/DSCF6094.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my lovely Hub, still wishing I would put that camera down! But it is 20 years to the day that I first sent him a birthday card. We were in that new stage when we weren't really a couple, we had only been on one date. Plus the fact I was in Manchester and he was on a placement in Cumbria meant that we were not sure if there would be any more dates. So I gathered my courage and sent him a card. I cannot say how glad I am that I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-4859772355325500759?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/early-mornings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJY-zQZ6cI/AAAAAAAABRI/PK1we8e3Mls/s72-c/DSCF6080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-1919833965831194887</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T12:53:49.739+01:00</atom:updated><title>Waiting for a bus</title><description>I woke up to this Breakfast news interview this morning. Lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;Only a few hours til the bus arrives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://news.bbc.co.uk/player/emp/external/player.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="config_settings_showPopoutCta=false&amp;amp;config_settings_language=default&amp;amp;config=http://news.bbc.co.uk/player/emp/config/default.xml?1.3.105_2.10.7938_7967_20090406152952&amp;amp;playlist=http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/emp/7990000/7994500/7994589.xml&amp;amp;config_settings_showUpdatedInFooter=true&amp;amp;config_settings_showFooter=true&amp;amp;config_settings_showPopoutButton=false&amp;amp;config_settings_showPopoutCta=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/player/emp/external/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="512" height="400" flashvars="config_settings_showPopoutCta=false&amp;amp;config_settings_language=default&amp;amp;config=http://news.bbc.co.uk/player/emp/config/default.xml?1.3.105_2.10.7938_7967_20090406152952&amp;amp;playlist=http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/emp/7990000/7994500/7994589.xml&amp;amp;config_settings_showUpdatedInFooter=true&amp;amp;config_settings_showFooter=true&amp;amp;config_settings_showPopoutButton=false&amp;amp;config_settings_showPopoutCta=false"&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/32967576-1919833965831194887?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting-for-bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-8453125855223029294</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2009 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T21:53:43.579+01:00</atom:updated><title>Chocolate</title><description>With one thing and another, mainly lovely visitors and swimming, our easter tradition of making chocolate nest cakes was left until this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910031288361250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT91cU4SI/AAAAAAAABQI/yIAM6FKm-rc/s320/DSCF6050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling Girl had a ball stirring the chocolate and spooning out the mixture and so was rewarded not only with a tray of yummy cakes, but also with the opportunity to lick the spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910042776265538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT-gPQY0I/AAAAAAAABQY/2czzB-q6UfA/s320/DSCF6062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910036352802834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT-ITyIBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/-uXu-1RGMUc/s320/DSCF6065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT-wMLz1I/AAAAAAAABQg/uzpFQmBH2Bo/s1600-h/DSCF6066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323910047058349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT-wMLz1I/AAAAAAAABQg/uzpFQmBH2Bo/s320/DSCF6066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you are quick to visit us over Easter there may be some left...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-8453125855223029294?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/chocolate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SeJT91cU4SI/AAAAAAAABQI/yIAM6FKm-rc/s72-c/DSCF6050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-2797788105716399373</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-08T00:04:03.133+01:00</atom:updated><title>Crash Course</title><description>So school holidays at last.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather guilty that Darling Girl's swimming has taken rather a back seat since we moved here. So I have attempted to remedy that by enrolling her in a beginners' crash course (should that be splash course?) at a local pool.&lt;br /&gt;We are there early every morning. She is loving it.  But she isn't finding it easy. In a group of 12 there are three of them who are struggling with the pace. But unlike the other two who have given up or cried, my Darling Girl has battled on. She may always be the last one to the side; she may have more floats; she may even be wearing a special float fin; however, she tries her utmost.&lt;br /&gt;Today was so hard for her, she got repeatedly splashed in the face and was the last one everytime. But she kept on smiling and she kept on trying. She didn't give up and that's all I can ask of her.&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally I saw her chat to one of the the others who was crying. So I asked her later what had she said to the girl.&lt;br /&gt;"I told her that she had to let go or else she would never learn to swim!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-2797788105716399373?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/crash-course.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-4532992314728408641</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 21:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T22:12:38.053+01:00</atom:updated><title>Hello Zac</title><description>Darling Girl and I were lucky enough to meet this gorgeous puppy today. We were not expecting to be able to meet Zac yet so it was a lovely surprise - especially for Darling Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321317017398826850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sdkdoj9MV2I/AAAAAAAABP4/shZmo6JTQFI/s320/5apr+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is very cute with legs almost too long for him, huge paws, a very waggly tail and just look at those big brown eyes. He won't replace Jazz but he will be his own dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sdkdo3Ub4mI/AAAAAAAABQA/CWSDKEo6kiY/s1600-h/5apr+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321317022596588130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sdkdo3Ub4mI/AAAAAAAABQA/CWSDKEo6kiY/s320/5apr+005.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/32967576-4532992314728408641?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-zac.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/Sdkdoj9MV2I/AAAAAAAABP4/shZmo6JTQFI/s72-c/5apr+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-6077339909090146172</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 21:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T22:47:07.746+01:00</atom:updated><title>Bus</title><description>I played about and made this...too big for FB...but you may see it about the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdfVPv11J6I/AAAAAAAABPw/tQS9s7cIhPc/s1600-h/potd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320955951278532514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdfVPv11J6I/AAAAAAAABPw/tQS9s7cIhPc/s320/potd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-6077339909090146172?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdfVPv11J6I/AAAAAAAABPw/tQS9s7cIhPc/s72-c/potd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-5450521024076658274</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 19:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T10:44:08.272+01:00</atom:updated><title>Bonnet</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Easter Bonnet Parade for Darling Girl at school today. She knew exactly how she wanted her bonnet to look so I was only there to help with fiddly gluing and general technical advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdcqyZ2SZ1I/AAAAAAAABPo/Y7ZTVUPu9QA/s1600-h/4apr+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320768530181941074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdcqyZ2SZ1I/AAAAAAAABPo/Y7ZTVUPu9QA/s320/4apr+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was quite determined to include a nest of chicks and eggs in her design!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320768530498524402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdcqybBxFPI/AAAAAAAABPg/F_1TypVu2UM/s320/4apr+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is only after uploading these photos I can see how tall she is becoming. And that school cardigan will be replaced soon. When did she get so big? How did I miss it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320768527379405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdcqyPaHGiI/AAAAAAAABPY/kDmXhWCRfwA/s320/4apr+005.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/32967576-5450521024076658274?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/bonnet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRz5CFBV7q8/SdcqyZ2SZ1I/AAAAAAAABPo/Y7ZTVUPu9QA/s72-c/4apr+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3733559952978803783</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T10:56:33.029+01:00</atom:updated><title>Planet of the Dead</title><description>I found a trailer.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 11th April 2009 at 18.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have avoided many spoilers for this one, but I have been spoilered about the ones after this. So only onething I can say: squeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-rUTlQPm4o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-rUTlQPm4o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/32967576-3733559952978803783?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/04/planet-of-dead.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32967576.post-3344181716596603188</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2009 22:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-30T23:27:29.739+01:00</atom:updated><title>Old Fashioned</title><description>"Mummy, what were computers like when you were a girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well we didn't have one at home. And there was no internet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What else was the olden days like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*strangled voice*&lt;/em&gt; "I didn't live in the olden days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes but you were there when everything was old-fashioned."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32967576-3344181716596603188?l=gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://gallifrey-chaostheory.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-fashioned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Gallifrey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>