<?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-6610180392425393538</id><updated>2012-01-25T05:13:08.624Z</updated><category term='Lords'/><category term='NCAA'/><category term='rugby Ireland England rucks'/><category term='Caldecotte Easter London Gallery Westminster Cathedral steam train Holt Sheringham'/><category term='rugby world cup'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='half term'/><category term='London salsa ceilidh korfball'/><title type='text'>David Johnston's Beard</title><subtitle type='html'>I live in Norwich, Norfolk, England and spend my working life teaching children, geography, ICT, Leisure and Tourism, manners, organisation and a number of other subjects that their parents should be teaching them. Outside work I enjoy live music, watching and playing sport and spending time with my friends.


Please leave a comment and let me know what you think</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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>624</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-8271633796265216324</id><published>2011-10-30T19:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:04:26.147Z</updated><title type='text'>Contagion – Spoiler Alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 18pt; mso-add-space: auto; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A reasonable attempt at a thriller that has a largerange of threads and you feel that they are going to draw together in abreathless finale but instead it slowly coughs its way to the end leaving morequestions than answers. For instance – what was the punishment for the doctortelling his wife about the contagion, what happens to the village in China, howwill Matt Damon cope with his cheating wife’s death, what are the consequencesfor the girl going out and meeting her boyfriend, will Laurence Fishburnesuffer for his decision to give up his antidote and wander the streets when hehas no immunity. All in all a bit disjointed and a bit frustrating, a film withpromise that does not quite deliver.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8271633796265216324?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8271633796265216324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8271633796265216324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8271633796265216324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8271633796265216324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/contagion-spoiler-alert.html' title='Contagion – Spoiler Alert'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3188696826467278782</id><published>2011-10-30T19:03:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:03:41.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 18pt; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A wedding is an expensive business and when you arespending x thousand pounds you would expect businesses to want your businessand have a level of customer service that makes you want to spend your moneywith them. This however is not always the case. At 1 venue it took over twoweeks to provide us with a quote for the wedding. We had popped in for anapproximate quote but then spend a lot of time on what meal we would like andthen took so long to send it we thought we had been forgotten. In other placeswe travelled 20 miles to find it was already booked, a fact they couldn’t tellus over the phone. A florist told us there were no blue flowers in springwhilst others have told us there are plenty of options. The photographer we saytoday kept forgetting what year the wedding was and whilst showing us his workon a HD TV kept worrying about the music he was playing. Maybe think about howyou present yourself before your customer arrives. If you want my businesspresent yourself properly. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3188696826467278782?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3188696826467278782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3188696826467278782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3188696826467278782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3188696826467278782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/weddings.html' title='Weddings'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8417603089050205141</id><published>2011-10-30T19:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-10-30T19:01:48.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Things I have leant this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Wich means place,it can either be associated with dairy farming or salt production&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Dunwich used tobe the one of the largest settlements in the East and one of the largest ports.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A large stormdestroyed most of Dunwich leaving a bay where there had been a town before&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Southwoldlighthouse has at least 133 steps and is one of the least well organised toursyou can go on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The light on thelighthouse can be seen 16 miles away. If the light is white you are safe, if itis red you are in danger&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;There is anorganisation in Suffolk that promote kite making and flying&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Kite surfinglooks like a lot of fun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Southwold buriedits cannons so that the Germans would not have a pre-text to bomb them in theSecond World War&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The large areasof open space in Southwold were left as fire breaks after the great fire ofSouthwold. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;There are no pubs in Southwold that are not linked toAdnams&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 7pt/normal &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;In the winter the population of Southwold shrinks toless than a 1000 due to the number of second homes in the area. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8417603089050205141?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8417603089050205141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8417603089050205141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8417603089050205141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8417603089050205141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-i-have-leant-this-week.html' title='Things I have leant this week'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7464671650177561587</id><published>2011-10-18T21:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:43:30.541Z</updated><title type='text'>Tinker, Tailor, Solider, Spy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Well the setting and colour palette of grey and brown wasvery 70’s. The preponderance of smokers and the hazy of blue in each roomlooked authentic. The cragginess of the actors and the world weariness of the charactersthey played seemed to be genuine. The fact that the script was non-linear andwas set in a variety of cities with a range of city vistas pulled from theSeventies, the quality of the actors on show and the topic of spying and“moles” should have been right up my alley. The fact I was noticing thesethings means I was not swept away by the storyline and not gripped. I shouldhave been but I wasn’t and the reasons for that I can’t fathom or comprehend.Maybe it was that there was George Smiley and in a James Bond way you know itcan’t be him, can’t die, will find out which makes the plot a littlepredictable or maybe casting the most famous actor as the baddie whichotherwise was a fairly minor part put a massive arrow over his head, I meanit’s Colin Firth playing 6&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; lead after winning an Oscar or maybe Ijust didn’t care about the characters of their fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7464671650177561587?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7464671650177561587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7464671650177561587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7464671650177561587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7464671650177561587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/tinker-tailor-solider-spy.html' title='Tinker, Tailor, Solider, Spy'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3570421951350342660</id><published>2011-10-18T21:42:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:42:52.571Z</updated><title type='text'>The Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This was done by a local dramatic company. It is odd howexpectations change with the setting. At one point a character came on stagetoo early and saw something they shouldn’t have. About two minutes later youfind out this was deliberate but at the time I thought it was a mistake by theactress. Maybe the quality of the performance affecting my thinking in thismatter. The play was also remarkable for the whistling maid who came on andtidied the set whilst everyone else was changing costume, kind of denoting timepassing. She was whistling Elvis with the sight of it causing a littlepuzzlement and then strange mirth in the audience. As a play it is not one ofAgatha Christie’s best. It does not feature any of the great detectivesalthough you feel that she could have turned one of the characters into a longrunning character if she had not already got a few to write about. In many waysit reminded me of The Seven Dials Mystery and Lady Eileen “Bundle” Brent who ismy favourite Christie character slightly ahead of Tommy and Tuppence Beresford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3570421951350342660?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3570421951350342660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3570421951350342660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3570421951350342660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3570421951350342660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/hollow.html' title='The Hollow'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-919623123497396415</id><published>2011-10-18T21:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:42:21.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Guys and Dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;This was a local production and as such was good if a littleuneven in tone. The best actors were really good, such as the performance ofSky Masterson, whereas some of the other characters were a little miscast andlacked chemistry with the other actors on stage. The wise cracking hoods madefor some of the best lines in the show and some of the stand out characters. ASthis is the first time I have seen the show I was not sure if it is intentionalthat some of the key scenes happen off stage and are referenced by the actorson the stage. Neither the scene where Sky convinces Sister Sarah to go toHavana nor the scene where they get married occurred on stage and as they aretwo of the key scenes this struck me as slightly odd. In conclusion, it wasgood for a local production. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-919623123497396415?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/919623123497396415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=919623123497396415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/919623123497396415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/919623123497396415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/guys-and-dolls.html' title='Guys and Dolls'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3743157115607559987</id><published>2011-10-18T21:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:41:39.297Z</updated><title type='text'>Season’s Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Yes – it is about Christmas and I can’t abide talk ofChristmas before 1&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; December but as a comedy goes this one isbrilliant. A whole family surviving under one roof for Christmas with all thedifferent generations getting along or sparking off each other. The charactersare well drawn from the odd uncle who is perceived to have failed as a doctorwho traditional does a puppet play that is dreaded, the older relative causingchaos in someone else’s kitchen, the strange visitor, the allegations ofcheating in the board games, the haggard parents trying to deal with excitedchildren and what can happen under the mistletoe after a glass of vino. Veryentertaining and even if I did feel a bit humbug it was well worth the trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3743157115607559987?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3743157115607559987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3743157115607559987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3743157115607559987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3743157115607559987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season’s Greetings'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8386473114728967298</id><published>2011-10-18T21:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-18T21:41:04.347Z</updated><title type='text'>The Madness of King George III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Rarely have I been moved to give a standing ovation and Iwould have for the performance of David Haig in the lead role. I didn’t as Idon’t think it is fair on the people sitting behind me. The quality of hisperformance was outstanding both in vocal tone, facial and body expression andmannerisms. The difference between the pain free king with his confidentmanner, air of command and the addition of wot wot and hey hey to the end ofeach sentence was in direct contrast to the tortured soul that was being bledand blistered, restrained and gagged with a whining tone, pleading bodylanguage and self-pitying tone. The acting to portray those two roles was as Ihave already stated outstanding and it was difficult to take your eyes of theperformance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I was also interested in the way that government interactedwith royalty. The king had got to a position where the prime minister dependingon whom the king was. George III favoured Pitt the Younger, his son andpotential regent favoured Fox as he shared his values of partying. Without thelack of love between the two the Royal Pavilion in Brighton would not have beenbuilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;With a lot of dramas the comedy is the element that reallydrives the show. At one point Mr King commenting on his painful stomach tellsMrs King (the Queen) that he will attempt a fart and when one of the footmen issacked it is suggested he help out at a grocery store but as he comments whoever heard of Fortnum and Papendiek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8386473114728967298?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8386473114728967298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8386473114728967298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8386473114728967298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8386473114728967298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/10/madness-of-king-george-iii.html' title='The Madness of King George III'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7418500206934453637</id><published>2011-09-03T21:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:50:48.978Z</updated><title type='text'>Films this summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two films stand out. Horrible bosses was a reasonable comedy with a neat-ish twist at the end. Kevin Spacey stole the show and acted everyone else of the screen but ultimately the horribleness of the bosses was too unbelievable to make it realistic. The slutty boss and the drug fuelled boss&amp;nbsp;were too over the top although the other one was evil enough. There are so many horrible things real bosses do there was no need to invent unbelievable characters to fulfil the roles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Super 8 was really good. The idea of the kids making a film and accidentally filming a scene they are not supposed so was so well done it was brilliant. The inventiveness of the kids when shooting the film was shown really well and that kind of single-mindedness seems to be lost in childhood these days. I loved the end scenes when they show the fill and the way half the audience had to try and come back to the the auditorium to watch it as they all left early. Thoroughly recommended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7418500206934453637?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7418500206934453637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7418500206934453637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7418500206934453637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7418500206934453637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/09/films-this-summer.html' title='Films this summer'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2880665022438163631</id><published>2011-09-03T21:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:41:37.235Z</updated><title type='text'>Too much shopping?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This summer has seen the following things happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. A house needs furnishing including furniture, curtains and varied haberdashery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. I needed to buy an engagement ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. We need to find a wedding venue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of these required shopping and a lot of comparing. Strangely it has been enjoyable, I mean not as good as other activities, but not as bad as I thought apart from the sore feet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2880665022438163631?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2880665022438163631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2880665022438163631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2880665022438163631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2880665022438163631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-much-shopping.html' title='Too much shopping?'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2007423262362833966</id><published>2011-09-03T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:52:19.877Z</updated><title type='text'>Kittens Day 1 to 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So on Wednesday we collected the two kittens. After we had kind of bullied a charity (a bit rude of us but frankly it had been nearly three weeks) we went to pick them up. On the first day they were very shy and after they had come out of the carrier they headed for the box and stayed there until their tummies told them that they had to find the source of the smell. The black and white, who for the rest of this post and maybe his life we shall call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt;, was first out and has since shown that he will launch head first into any situation. Currently he loves running across the floor and sliding into the target and then anything beyond it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, who for the rest of the post we shall call Box, was more shy and spent time in the box. Over the next few days they have developed their personalities. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt; is very bold, chases anything, loves to climb on people, loves to be held, can purr for Britain and usually carries on after you have put him down. Box will tolerate being held and has stopped scrabbling. She usually tests things first before attacking. The only thing that Box does better is jumping. She launches herself on to the scratching post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; whereas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt; tries to climb it, falls off, scrabbles at the post and usually is left hanging on to the post with one foot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday update - firstly the kittens have started to play with each other rather than just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt; each other. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt; loves chasing Box's tail and there have been a couple of wrestling matches. Box usually wins and when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt; was in her basket Box ambushed him. Held him down and then licked his face. At night they have been chasing their shadows and been very interested in their reflections in the doors and the laptop cover. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Marmite&lt;/span&gt; killed and ate a flying insect that happened to close. They have been very playful and come to you when you have a treat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wonder what tomorrow will bring? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2007423262362833966?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2007423262362833966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2007423262362833966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2007423262362833966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2007423262362833966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/09/kittens-day-1-to-4.html' title='Kittens Day 1 to 4'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7918605396251294715</id><published>2011-08-15T09:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:59:03.901Z</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Brighton - Picture of the Day (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj-xQMQbNfc/TkjsYBU1vKI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GuSTBqz0Tek/s1600/P1050873.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641018430698405026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj-xQMQbNfc/TkjsYBU1vKI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GuSTBqz0Tek/s400/P1050873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Rottingdean is a beautiful village with lots of old buildings, the Kipling gardens, the windmill and the coast. The view across the village pond to the windmill on the hill was lovely. However the village was amazingly busy and the house prices were somewhat ridiculous. &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/6610180392425393538-7918605396251294715?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7918605396251294715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7918605396251294715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7918605396251294715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7918605396251294715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-brighton-picture-of-day-sunday.html' title='Trip to Brighton - Picture of the Day (Sunday)'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hj-xQMQbNfc/TkjsYBU1vKI/AAAAAAAAAlM/GuSTBqz0Tek/s72-c/P1050873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-327636842353297375</id><published>2011-08-15T09:42:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:57:34.128Z</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WgTa-Dv4H2M/TkjqiSaM_EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0uXxCcirlSY/s1600/P1050817.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641016408059739202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WgTa-Dv4H2M/TkjqiSaM_EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0uXxCcirlSY/s400/P1050817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For decadence the Royal Pavilion is sumptuous but it is the way that it relates to the role of tourism that interested me especially. The way that George IV made the area popular and the way that people visited it for the healing properties of slat water baths. This and the royal patronage allowed Brighton to grow. This continued until the advent of the railway allowed the urban working class to visit, Brighton grew and became less exclusive and the Royals feeling too exposed and needing more space for all the children forced Victoria to sell it and return to Buckingham Palace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/6610180392425393538-327636842353297375?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/327636842353297375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=327636842353297375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/327636842353297375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/327636842353297375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-brighton-picture-of-day-friday.html' title='Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day (Friday)'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WgTa-Dv4H2M/TkjqiSaM_EI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0uXxCcirlSY/s72-c/P1050817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-7870098732043720013</id><published>2011-08-15T09:35:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:55:08.702Z</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URZXZIeJ0sw/TkjpKEvtgAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vypIDurKc38/s1600/P1050716.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641014892563365890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URZXZIeJ0sw/TkjpKEvtgAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vypIDurKc38/s400/P1050716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A trip to the marina district to see what was there. You can use the electric railway although this leaves you some way away from the centre and with no obvious way of getting there. It was a bit disappointing. There were a few unique shops but too many chains and too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; empty shops. The flats reminded me of every new river/ coastal development such as Riverside Norwich, Ipswich and Swansea. The most interesting thing was seeing the boats for sale and how much they cost &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; the ugly ones. &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/6610180392425393538-7870098732043720013?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7870098732043720013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7870098732043720013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7870098732043720013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7870098732043720013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-brighton-picture-of-day-tuesday.html' title='Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day (Tuesday)'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URZXZIeJ0sw/TkjpKEvtgAI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vypIDurKc38/s72-c/P1050716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-1665424403243424448</id><published>2011-08-15T09:31:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:56:14.166Z</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Brighton = Picture of the day Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the thing that happened on Monday was the early alarm call courtesy of the seagulls. Thanks a bunch. We spent the rest of the day mooching around finding out what was there are a quick look around the shops.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A also decided that all sea gulls could be divided into evil and good. This is a good one, something to do with the eyes and the legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641013412866293458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhmUISi8FU/Tkjnz8cb_tI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0vDL_v-4Hmw/s400/P1050697.JPG" /&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/6610180392425393538-1665424403243424448?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1665424403243424448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1665424403243424448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1665424403243424448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1665424403243424448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-brighton-picture-of-day-monday.html' title='Trip to Brighton = Picture of the day Monday'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HNhmUISi8FU/Tkjnz8cb_tI/AAAAAAAAAk0/0vDL_v-4Hmw/s72-c/P1050697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-1712991903584414932</id><published>2011-08-15T09:21:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:58:23.841Z</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day Saturday</title><content type='html'>The glamorous life of a lifeguard in the UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdtsBXRbDlo/TkjmVwK43DI/AAAAAAAAAks/VfD170oxH-0/s1600/P1050842.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdtsBXRbDlo/TkjmVwK43DI/AAAAAAAAAks/VfD170oxH-0/s400/P1050842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641011794663758898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hY_K_LZTkqQ/TkjmVulsUMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/if8bFcQ9Peg/s1600/P1050804.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hY_K_LZTkqQ/TkjmVulsUMI/AAAAAAAAAkk/if8bFcQ9Peg/s400/P1050804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641011794239312066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1712991903584414932?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1712991903584414932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1712991903584414932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1712991903584414932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1712991903584414932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/trip-to-brighton-picture-of-day.html' title='Trip to Brighton - Picture of the day Saturday'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdtsBXRbDlo/TkjmVwK43DI/AAAAAAAAAks/VfD170oxH-0/s72-c/P1050842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-4259838670189858723</id><published>2011-08-15T09:04:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:56:56.678Z</updated><title type='text'>Brighton sea life centre = Picture of the day Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;An interesting place set under the promenade in a Victorian arches. There were a range of exhibits but the ones that were outstanding were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The turtles - large and graceful projecting a powerful sense of calm.&lt;br /&gt;2. The rays - the way that they playfully came to the surface and were very interested in the outside world&lt;br /&gt;3. The sea horses - the lots of different sized ones were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two areas that they have to work on.&lt;br /&gt;1. The queueing system in the rain was slow and damp&lt;br /&gt;2. The boat trip - how did we get all the way there without realising we had to book. If you go I suggest booking the trip - then seeing the other exhibits - then going back and taking the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWADzc8Jebw/TkjkSAEyfsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-LomwgN6L60/s1600/P1050787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641009531190410946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWADzc8Jebw/TkjkSAEyfsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-LomwgN6L60/s400/P1050787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-4259838670189858723?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/4259838670189858723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=4259838670189858723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4259838670189858723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4259838670189858723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/brighton-sea-life-centre-picture-of-day.html' title='Brighton sea life centre = Picture of the day Thursday'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWADzc8Jebw/TkjkSAEyfsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/-LomwgN6L60/s72-c/P1050787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-2524182911846864703</id><published>2011-08-15T08:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T09:59:48.115Z</updated><title type='text'>What is normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We stayed in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kemptown&lt;/span&gt; - the bohemian end of Brighton (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;according&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;) where you are expected to be outrageous and if you don't wear a silly hat, strange coloured t-shirt or interesting hair both on your head and facial then you kind of stand out. It raises the question that if everyone is outrageous does that make it the new normal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2524182911846864703?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2524182911846864703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2524182911846864703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2524182911846864703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2524182911846864703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-is-normal.html' title='What is normal?'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5500815708450814265</id><published>2011-08-15T08:48:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:01:56.768Z</updated><title type='text'>Policing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am loving the row between the police and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;government&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;policing&lt;/span&gt; of the riot. The government want a flashy top US cop with experience to deal with it. An impressive record in cities mainly achieved through flooding the streets with cops and inflating their budgets &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;whilst&lt;/span&gt; annoying his boss and in riots using large numbers of armed police and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;soldiers&lt;/span&gt;. The fact that we don't have armed police, budget cuts and where able to stop the riots after two nights means he might not be able to be as successful. He also has had to resign in the past due to accepting multiple unauthorized trips from corporations and individuals - a problem both &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MP's&lt;/span&gt; and police have already been suffering from. Is this correct idea?&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/6610180392425393538-5500815708450814265?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5500815708450814265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5500815708450814265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5500815708450814265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5500815708450814265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/policing.html' title='Policing'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6888345603044626709</id><published>2011-08-15T08:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:01:15.304Z</updated><title type='text'>Riots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There has been a lot of twaddle talked about the riots. They were horrific for the people involved. The deaths were tragedies and the loss of properties and livelihoods difficult for people to get over. The idea that this represents a lost generation with little hope seems to be a huge overstatement for the whole country. It seems to be focused in a few areas of the most deprived areas of the largest cities. After two nights it was done and the communities came together to help solve this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The over-reaction seems to be centred on the fact that it happened in London so it was easy for the journalists to reach and that social media allowed images and ideas to be spread quickly mushrooming the impact that people were feeling. If 24 hour, Internet home pages &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; updates and tweets are all telling you about the riots they seem disproportionately worse. It also allowed it to spread worldwide quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 20 days of rioting in Paris in 2005 from October 27&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to November 15&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Thought not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyday I work with lots of children who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; a variety of backgrounds, work hard and didn't riot. A minority does not a lost generation make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6888345603044626709?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6888345603044626709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6888345603044626709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6888345603044626709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6888345603044626709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/08/riots.html' title='Riots'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-4382027532389023013</id><published>2011-07-17T17:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:36:14.701Z</updated><title type='text'>Lord Mayor’s Procession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week for A’s birthday I asked the Lord Mayor to organise a procession and a series of events for her. He agreed. It started on Friday night with A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare performed by Paston College. The performance was a bit uneven with some of the better students performing really well especially Bottom and Oberon. Some of the other performances were a bit weak but the other entertainment was well timed. As Puck is anointing the eyelids of the sleeping Athenians so that they would fall in love with next thing they saw behind them half way up the castle mound were two pigeons. As the actors got friendlier then so did the pigeons with cooing, head bobs, stroking each other necks and then with a flutter of feathers the deed was done. I am not sure that any of the other people other than A and I saw it but it was so funny and relevant to the plot we lost it. There was also some gymnastic moves by a less than sylph life fairy that made my wince.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the procession featuring the weird and wonderful including Chloe Smith MP and the Star Wars Appreciation Society amongst others. In the evening was a Take That tribute with fake Robbie being much better stage presence and crowd involvement than fake Take That. They were fine but they lacked a little sparkle and their play list was not all of the greatest hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was more Shakespeare with Taming of the Shrew. This was performed by a professional company and they gave a really good performance. This was also in the Castle Gardens and it started in beautiful sunlight. They had a set-up where they started as a twenties garden party the day after women had been given the vote and as other troupes had not turned up they did the play. At times they would come back on the stage and talk to the crowd whilst other characters changed costumes. They were really good and they played the roles really well. The weather on the other hand did not play ball and the sunshine soon turned to heavy downfall. The actors like the true professionals they are carried on and also ad-libbed in lines about the rain especially when they had to lie/sit or kneel on the soaking ground. As the rain fell plastic macs were given out but A and I had craftily (luckily) positioned ourselves under a tree and therefore as the rain fell we were kept dry. Genius!       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-4382027532389023013?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/4382027532389023013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=4382027532389023013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4382027532389023013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4382027532389023013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/07/lord-mayors-procession.html' title='Lord Mayor’s Procession'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8392928412507073321</id><published>2011-07-17T17:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:36:53.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s a strange feeling to come to the end of a series that you have invested so much time in. It was fun to see the actors at the end of a journey where they have done so much growing both as characters and as real people. As Emma Watson said on the news she has been Hermione for so long she now has to figure out who she is. I really enjoyed the film. Having read the book ruins some of the suspense of what is about to happen but the director has made a good job of putting it on the screen with all the requisite number of bangs, crashes, magic, deaths and a spectacular denouement. The final scenes are also kind of cool with the idea that a circle has been joined and that some institutions like a school can step outside of time. The only downside was that it was difficult to see what happened to some of the characters except to know that they died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wondered about the kind of schooling that is portrayed with a very strict set of rules and a curriculum that is heavy of didactic teaching. Why do children like to read and enjoy the exact opposite of what we are trying to do in schools?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film we saw was in 3D and I have some issues with. Firstly, it makes you thing about a particular effect and that disrupts the narrative arc of the story as you thing how pointy or floaty something is. The subtitles looked very strange. The second was that as I put my head on A’s shoulder everything went blurry and it appears they only work when your head is very level. We also saw it IMAX and the massive screen makes it a great viewing experience and I think that would be a much better medium for future films and move away from 3D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8392928412507073321?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8392928412507073321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8392928412507073321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8392928412507073321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8392928412507073321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter-and-deathly-hallows-part-2.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5320803791351539236</id><published>2011-06-20T21:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:21:46.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Jack Warner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jack Warner has resigned for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIFA&lt;/span&gt; and the corruption charges have been dropped and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FIFA&lt;/span&gt; presume him innocent. The rest of the work presume him guilty and so guilty the only way for him to be innocent is to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;resign&lt;/span&gt;. Indeed surely he should fight and clear his name unless it is so tarnished it would be impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5320803791351539236?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5320803791351539236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5320803791351539236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5320803791351539236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5320803791351539236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/jack-warner.html' title='Jack Warner'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5599096869633580477</id><published>2011-06-20T21:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:21:05.844Z</updated><title type='text'>What is fair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Olympic tickets have been given out using a ballot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Everyone could apply for any ticket and they were given out at random. This means everyone had an equal chance of getting a ticket this leads to some people getting lots and some people getting none. To me this is fair as everyone had an equal chance and there is no interference in the process.  To A this unfair as lots of people missed out. To her fair would be that every gets one thing they asked for. This means that everyone gets one ticket but to me this is unfair as some people might get the first round of the handball and as this is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; one ticket and therefore have no chance of the 100m final. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neither is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5599096869633580477?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5599096869633580477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5599096869633580477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5599096869633580477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5599096869633580477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-is-fair.html' title='What is fair?'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-805482115785052912</id><published>2011-06-07T21:26:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:33:40.597Z</updated><title type='text'>Tory NHS plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. If doctors are not treating patients but managing budgets this is a waste of their time and expertise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. If shareholders are taking 10% profits from any transaction with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NHS&lt;/span&gt; this means that tax payers are not getting value for money. Think Southern Cross. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-805482115785052912?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/805482115785052912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=805482115785052912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/805482115785052912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/805482115785052912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/tory-nhs-plans.html' title='Tory NHS plans'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2587364214265296114</id><published>2011-06-07T20:55:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:32:51.565Z</updated><title type='text'>Bergh Apton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just down the road is a small village called Bergh Apton which every three years hosts a sculpture trail. It is a chance to have a look at the gardens of fourteen houses around the village as well as see some sculptures of varying quality. In some of the gardens there is live music (like a klezmer band) and some traditional skills such as  a falconer, wood turner and an amazing illustrator. At three miles long it is not for the faint of heart but some of the views are well worth it. I liked some of the mirror sculptures and animal sculptures the most and have put some of my favourites below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xm9mPTP3Qo/Te6UnAYhCJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/68CIt36QRSo/s1600/P1050376.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615589183216224402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xm9mPTP3Qo/Te6UnAYhCJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/68CIt36QRSo/s400/P1050376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E97tscaXxIw/Te6VYSeB_eI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ngFZmWKrCRs/s1600/P1050382.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615590029884784098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E97tscaXxIw/Te6VYSeB_eI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ngFZmWKrCRs/s400/P1050382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT0HRGdbBUU/Te6Wma-OaAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_HaXekA96B0/s1600/P1050385.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zT0HRGdbBUU/Te6Wma-OaAI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_HaXekA96B0/s400/P1050385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615591372197095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvj6pwm0sMY/Te6XVaKAc-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/AL3d-_TAk4Q/s1600/P1050468.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvj6pwm0sMY/Te6XVaKAc-I/AAAAAAAAAkU/AL3d-_TAk4Q/s400/P1050468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615592179431928802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2587364214265296114?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2587364214265296114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2587364214265296114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2587364214265296114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2587364214265296114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/bergh-apton.html' title='Bergh Apton'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9xm9mPTP3Qo/Te6UnAYhCJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/68CIt36QRSo/s72-c/P1050376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-5665379418487623088</id><published>2011-06-07T20:50:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:00:25.544Z</updated><title type='text'>Twickenham</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a present my sister got me a trip around the rugby stadium in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Twickenham&lt;/span&gt;. Apart from being an immense stadium there were some really interesting little stories.I was impressed with the way that the stadium tries to work with the community around it so that they can use the facilities and are also not inconvenienced by the matches that occur. Other facts like you can by a season ticket for £10000 but you still have to pay for the tickets on top of that. You get the money back in 70 years. I had a push on a scrum machine and proved I could still do it but really need to get a straighter back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best fact of all was that when Prince William and Harry turn up in jeans, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;baseball&lt;/span&gt; cap and rugby shirt they are not allowed in the royal box due to the dress code and have to sit in the row in front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5665379418487623088?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5665379418487623088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5665379418487623088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5665379418487623088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5665379418487623088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/twickenham.html' title='Twickenham'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2423739543333105266</id><published>2011-06-07T20:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T21:00:07.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Wizard of Oz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to see the Wizard of Oz in London and to see the winner of the talent show that was on BBC1. Overall I thought the show was good but felt a bit simplistic and the songs whilst famous got a fraction repetitive. The use of Michael Crawford was also a bit wasted and for effect.  The stage and special effects were very good with the dog stealing the show. Even when the dog was lying quietly on the stage all eyes were drawn towards it.  Danielle's performance was good but not outstanding with some excellent choreography and some cute Munchkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with a lot of things the back story is actually as interesting as the show.&lt;br /&gt;There is an idea that the book contained an allegory of the late 19th-century bimetallism debate regarding monetary policy. At the beginning of the novel, Dorothy is swept from her farm to Oz by a cyclone, which was frequently compared to the Free Silver movement in author's time. The Yellow Brick Road represents the gold standard and the Silver Shoes (changed to ruby in the film) which enable Dorothy to travel more comfortably symbolizes the Populist Party's desire to construct a bimetallic standard of both gold and silver in place of the gold standard. She learns that to return home, she must reach the Emerald City, Oz's political center, to speak to the Wizard, representing the President of the United States. While journeying to the Emerald City, she encounters a scarecrow, who represents a farmer; a woodman made of tin, who represents a worker dehumanized by industrialization; and a cowardly lion, who represents William Jennings Bryan, a prominent leader of the silverite movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villains of the story, the Wicked Witch of the West and the Wicked Witch of the East, represent the wealthy railroad and oil barons of the American West and the financial and banking interests of the eastern U.S. respectively. Both these groups opposed Populist efforts to move the U.S. to a bimetallic monetary standard since this would have devalued the dollar and made investments less valuable. Workers and poor farmers supported the move away from the gold standard as this would have lessened their crushing debt burdens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Populist party sought to build a coalition of southern and midwestern tenant farmers and northern industrial workers. These groups are represented in the book by the Good Witches of the North and South. "Oz" is the abbreviated form of ounce, a standard measure of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This allegory appears to be bollocks however. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2423739543333105266?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2423739543333105266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2423739543333105266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2423739543333105266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2423739543333105266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/wizard-of-oz.html' title='Wizard of Oz'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7532587022735505037</id><published>2011-06-07T20:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:59:28.683Z</updated><title type='text'>Olympic Tickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got some of the tickets that I bid for. I have got £140 of the £500 I wanted. Now some of the things we wanted were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymnastics at £40.00&lt;br /&gt;Athleticscat £40.00&lt;br /&gt;Basketball at £40.00&lt;br /&gt;Cycling - at £100.00&lt;br /&gt;Equestrian at £70.00&lt;br /&gt;Hockey at £40.00&lt;br /&gt;Swimming at £100.00&lt;br /&gt;Synchronised Swimming at £60.00&lt;br /&gt;Handball at £40.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it looks like I have got 1 of swimming or cycling and equestrianism and synchronised swimming are out. As these were not the most popular sessions I am a bit suprised not to get more but then they were the cheap seats and probably limited.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7532587022735505037?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7532587022735505037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7532587022735505037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7532587022735505037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7532587022735505037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/olympic-tickets.html' title='Olympic Tickets'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5602259317161023269</id><published>2011-06-07T20:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:59:08.180Z</updated><title type='text'>How to make a decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Buying or trying to buy furniture has highlighted some differences in the way that A and I go about decision making. I was looking at the size of the furniture and whether it would fit the gaps. A looked at the colour and whether the furniture looked good. What this means is I found some ugly furniture that was the right size whereas A found some lovely furniture but that would not fit. Somehow it looks like between us we might have found what we were looking for.&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/6610180392425393538-5602259317161023269?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5602259317161023269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5602259317161023269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5602259317161023269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5602259317161023269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-to-make-decision.html' title='How to make a decision'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7477311110503522826</id><published>2011-06-07T20:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:58:42.796Z</updated><title type='text'>Ronan is from Poringland - and he came 2nd</title><content type='html'>In talent shows they always seem to film where the contestant comes from and it seems a bit corny and staged when they interview locals who are asking you to vote for a town’s favourite son or daughter. That was Ronan of Poringland got into the BGT final and now there are Vote Ronan signs all over the place such as Budgens, scout hut, community centre etc. In the car park of the supermarket was a trailer advertising the candidate. Sadly it looks like the teen singing vote was split.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7477311110503522826?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7477311110503522826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7477311110503522826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7477311110503522826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7477311110503522826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/ronan-is-from-poringland-and-he-came.html' title='Ronan is from Poringland - and he came 2nd'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3772936683331669033</id><published>2011-06-07T20:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:58:15.930Z</updated><title type='text'>BGT = crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I write this I have watched two talent shows. I am not a big fan of this type of TV but have been roped into it by A. On BBC is the show So You Think You Can Dance where a group of dancers get handpicked from a variety of dancing styles and ask to work with a range of partners in a number of different styles. At the semi final stage the standard is amazing and still the judges criticise and ask for improvement. On ITV is Britain’s got Talent where a range of talent some good, some awful and voted for. A range of sycophantic judges tell them how good they are despite the quality. Dances could be out of time and singers not hit all the notes (Simon Cowell’s words) but yet they still get in. The whole thing seems to be judged not on how good they are but how much money they can make. A lot of acts get just 24 hours to come up with something the same but different. In my opinion there is no contest as to which is best but only one gets the headlines and seems to continue. Shame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3772936683331669033?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3772936683331669033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3772936683331669033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3772936683331669033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3772936683331669033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/06/bgt-crap.html' title='BGT = crap'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1043738775936744925</id><published>2011-05-20T05:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:12:27.758Z</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Human Body</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is a fascinating program charting the different ways that the body deals with situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of the more fascinating people include the woman who had triplets each in their own amniotic sack and the reasons why this is so unlikely. A girl who at age 8 can speak 11 languages as her brain has been brought up that way. The girl with only half a brain who has had the other half removed due to illness and the fact that she has a "normal life".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are also some other facts like the egg that formed you was made by your mum's body when she was inside her mothers body and the brain of a teenager gets a big kick out of risk taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The big controversy in the show was showing a gentleman dying and the point of death, It was done in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sensitive&lt;/span&gt; and compassionate manner and was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incredibly&lt;/span&gt; moving to watch but it was so unremarkable visually you wonder if the furore of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;showing&lt;/span&gt; it was worth the hassle that has to some extent overshadowed a excellent program.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1043738775936744925?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1043738775936744925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1043738775936744925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1043738775936744925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1043738775936744925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/inside-human-body.html' title='Inside the Human Body'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8812188413823213687</id><published>2011-05-18T19:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:11:35.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Still no sign of the money for Olympic tickets has disappeared. Rather than go for all really popular stuff we went for things that might not be so well attended with a couple of top things just in case. Fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The flame is coming to Norwich but it is the week when I am usually in Cambridge but it is coming to Cambridge the day after I am back in Norwich. Typical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8812188413823213687?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8812188413823213687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8812188413823213687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8812188413823213687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8812188413823213687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/olympics.html' title='Olympics'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-4411305473479367208</id><published>2011-05-08T20:37:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:50:35.488Z</updated><title type='text'>The easy way out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The problem with a lot of drama is it stops when it is about to get interesting. So in Tristan and Isolde after deflowering the queen and betraying the country the rogue dies. It would be far more interesting if the character had stayed alive and there had been complex and emotional stories of power and state to resolve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the latest Criminal Minds the hero spy turned FBI agent could have to deal with the problematic issues of lying to her colleagues and the aftermath of the revelations about her past but no. The character is lost and we lose a potential area of plot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In future scriptwriters please take the more complex path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-4411305473479367208?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/4411305473479367208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=4411305473479367208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4411305473479367208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4411305473479367208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/easy-way-out.html' title='The easy way out'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3174126298120785164</id><published>2011-05-08T18:11:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:37:32.047Z</updated><title type='text'>Things I learnt today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1. Vicars don't like bending over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It doesn't matter if you muck up the wedding vows a bit as long as the vicar thinks you are sincere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. You are supposed to say I will but you don't have to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. There are very few reasons that people can object to the wedding. Age isn't one of them as this should have been brought up when the banns were announced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. If you are going to object make sure there is evidence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Brides tend to giggle and grooms tend to well up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. It is troth to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt; with growth not troth to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt; with froth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. You don't have to be confirmed to have communion in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CofE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. There is a boat that floats around the canals of the UK selling cheese.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3174126298120785164?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3174126298120785164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3174126298120785164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3174126298120785164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3174126298120785164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-i-learnt-today.html' title='Things I learnt today'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7169092144703625902</id><published>2011-05-04T18:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:57:50.438Z</updated><title type='text'>Anatomy of fake quotation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The quotation that I used in a previous post and attributed to Martin Luther King does belong to him but not all of it.  A teacher posted her thoughts and then the quote. At some point the punctuation separating them got stripped out so they became indistinguishable and then it was tweeted to 1.7 million people. The speed at which information can be spread is now so fast that one accidental quote went round the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/national/archive/2011/05/anatomy-of-a-fake-quotation/238257/"&gt;Read more here&lt;/a&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/6610180392425393538-7169092144703625902?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7169092144703625902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7169092144703625902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7169092144703625902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7169092144703625902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/anatomy-of-fake-quotation.html' title='Anatomy of fake quotation.'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5388123144390816890</id><published>2011-05-03T18:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:40:11.692Z</updated><title type='text'>Reflections on the Royal wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Probably just about perfect especially the more natural reactions from the people involved. key moments included the bridesmaids with her hands over her ears (I would keep an eye on her development as both the teachers in the room suspect there maybe an issue), the natural look of the trees in the abbey, the elegance of the bride which suited both the person and the occasion, attractiveness of the bridesmaid, cheekiness unkempt look of the best man to the crowds and the crowd lined streets. I particularly liked the wow moment from Princess Catherine as she stepped on the balcony and Boris Johnson offer of a tandem as a wedding present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These were some of the more icon moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 330px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602569628956590162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92OEJp-boIA/TcBTZNNZgFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YEeMjw9PZHQ/s400/royal%2Bwedding%2Bkissing%2Bmoment%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 259px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602569633892640690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U_bZN47BOQg/TcBTZfmPp7I/AAAAAAAAAjM/IlacnpS9fr8/s400/Royal-Wedding-2011-Kiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 249px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602569637128695122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7rE30xpoFoE/TcBTZrpx7VI/AAAAAAAAAjU/qdZMQmDysAU/s400/113308571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKy9p8y4TRA/TcBTZ1hPe_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6XxRBZ4dikI/s1600/113563180.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 170px; height: 106px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602569639777238002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKy9p8y4TRA/TcBTZ1hPe_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/6XxRBZ4dikI/s400/113563180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I don't own these photos and I am not making any money from them. Copyright is help by other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92OEJp-boIA/TcBTZNNZgFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YEeMjw9PZHQ/s1600/royal%2Bwedding%2Bkissing%2Bmoment%2B2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6610180392425393538-5388123144390816890?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5388123144390816890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5388123144390816890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5388123144390816890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5388123144390816890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/reflections-on-royal-wedding.html' title='Reflections on the Royal wedding'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-92OEJp-boIA/TcBTZNNZgFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YEeMjw9PZHQ/s72-c/royal%2Bwedding%2Bkissing%2Bmoment%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-8925309456097895116</id><published>2011-05-03T18:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:40:47.729Z</updated><title type='text'>The death of Osama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was struggling to decide what to think about the death. It is true he masterminded a heinous crime and continued to preach death and hatred and while I suspect he would have struggled to be taken alive I would have liked the people involved to try a little harder. As it is his death solves nothing, changes nothing and probably only pleases those that mistake justice for vengeance. I would also be surprised if it brought any kind of release or ending to the families involved. It does not bring their loved ones back and does not erase the pain or manner of their death. I think Martin Luther King (as so often) sums it up well when he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy...Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that"&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;br /&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/6610180392425393538-8925309456097895116?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8925309456097895116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8925309456097895116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8925309456097895116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8925309456097895116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/05/death-of-osama.html' title='The death of Osama'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7094527086187764721</id><published>2011-04-29T06:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-04-29T06:44:00.774Z</updated><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is what Britain does well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The pomp, the ceremony, the rules, the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;arguments&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;implementing&lt;/span&gt; the rules, the slightly barmy conditions on who is and isn't invited (as he is not the heir to the throne it is not a state &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;) and the questions over the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It makes me proud to be British to see the enthusiasm with which it has been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; and the crowds that have been collected with all the bunting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It maybe sentimental and a bit soppy but they seem to genuinely be in love and well suited from what you can tell from the outside so lets celebrate the union and if you are not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interested&lt;/span&gt; keep quiet and don't spoil their special day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7094527086187764721?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7094527086187764721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7094527086187764721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7094527086187764721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7094527086187764721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding.html' title='The Royal Wedding'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2280586575614093221</id><published>2011-04-28T21:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-04-28T21:32:06.369Z</updated><title type='text'>The blog is back</title><content type='html'>So after moving house and having no internet for a while the blog is back and this is the first blog from a phone so there maybe mobile blogging as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2280586575614093221?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2280586575614093221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2280586575614093221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2280586575614093221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2280586575614093221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-is-back.html' title='The blog is back'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6701711563700521103</id><published>2011-02-27T08:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T08:50:18.570Z</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Teaching Programmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am a big fan of Jamie Oliver. He has taken 15 unemployed people and created a restaurant giving people careers and he has tried to improve diets within schools in both the UK and the USA. These are both areas that he is familiar with and has an expertise in. I am less impressed with his latest venture where he gets experts in their field to teach a group of children who have been failed by mainstream education. There are a number of reasons why the idea does not really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The "teachers" have access to unrealistic budgets and facilities. To help making drama more real they get to use the Globe theatre stage and to teach history they use part of the Anglo-Saxon horde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They appear to have one class to deal with rather than 5 classes per day, 5 days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. By introducing the cameras they behaviour of all is fundamentally changed. Some kids will improve as they don't want to look like an idiot whilst others will see it as opportunity to play up to the cameras (if they are really noticeable this might lead some doors opening in other places)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. After a while everyone leaves and the support and interest fades, a lot of these issues can't be addressed in a short-term piecemeal approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose there is a bit of annoyance on my part. I have been to restaurants but won't lecture Jamie on how to run a kitchen/ restaurant and I guess I don't like the arrogance of people who think because I went to school once I can successfully teach a group of children. My hope is that at least one kid benefits from the experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6701711563700521103?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6701711563700521103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6701711563700521103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6701711563700521103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6701711563700521103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/celebrity-teaching-prograames.html' title='Celebrity Teaching Programmes'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3470415793223662792</id><published>2011-02-20T19:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:26:32.804Z</updated><title type='text'>Never Let Me Go</title><content type='html'>A film about a group of clones that are produced to provide body parts for regular humans but this and the moral, ethical and spiritual questions that are raised are used as a backdrop for an unlikely love story that seemed unlikely and never really convinced me they were more than friends. The film also did not quite seem to make enough of the original premise leaving far too many unanswered questions like "Why did they not run away" or have enough emotion to sustain a love story meaning the film fell between the two. I suspect that the book on which it was based may address some of these questions in more detail but the film did not have the time or energy to do so in sufficient quantity to make a good film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3470415793223662792?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3470415793223662792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3470415793223662792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3470415793223662792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3470415793223662792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-let-me-go.html' title='Never Let Me Go'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1989342771247298719</id><published>2011-02-20T18:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:12:33.685Z</updated><title type='text'>Propeller Company do Comedy of Errors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The all male cast of the Propeller theatre company brought their version of The Comedy of Errors to the Theatre Royal in Norwich. A farce by William Shakespeare using two sets of twins separated at birth and the mishaps that occur when they meet up in a series of coincidences throughout the city bringing in a wife, goldsmith, a merchant and an abbess. Propeller have two main aims, the first is being faithful to the text and the second is having a fairly minimalist set with most people on stage in some role at some point (this year it was mainly as Mexican tourists!). All of the cast also play a musical instrument that is used to emphasis words or phrases in the script. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In review it was a bit uneven. Some bits of it were really funny and some of the modern additions to the script and set really worked however some of the lines were delivered so quickly that the became incomprehensible and despite the nature of the farce some of it was too manic and some of the themes that they wanted us to get did not really work. An example of this was a lunatic who is supposed to cure other lunatics portrayed as a US TV evangelist who ended up running through the audience naked with a sparkler in his bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At the end the cast came on stage to do a question and audience which was quite interesting and in the break came into the foyer at the interval to do a concert in aid of Save the Children so fair to the cast for being good sports. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1989342771247298719?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1989342771247298719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1989342771247298719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1989342771247298719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1989342771247298719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/propeller-company-do-comedy-of-errors.html' title='Propeller Company do Comedy of Errors'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7656140705329222189</id><published>2011-02-13T21:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:08:54.859Z</updated><title type='text'>6 Nations</title><content type='html'>My prediction is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;England&lt;br /&gt;Ireland&lt;br /&gt;Wales&lt;br /&gt;Scotland&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top try scorer Chris Ashton&lt;br /&gt;Most Swallow dives - Chris Ashton&lt;br /&gt;Most tellings off - Chris Ashton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way that Chris Ashton scores his tries and tweaks Martin Johnston's nose. It has also allowed MJ to show his more human side in the way he man manages the squad. Too often he is seem as dour but he was handed a squad going nowhere and has turned it around with some amazing back play and dummy runners everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7656140705329222189?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7656140705329222189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7656140705329222189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7656140705329222189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7656140705329222189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/6-nations.html' title='6 Nations'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-87765663751308426</id><published>2011-02-13T20:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:02:25.767Z</updated><title type='text'>Korfball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Generally this has been going badly with a number of losses, some bad some worse than that until last week we met UEA2. UEA students are generally fit and bouncy but lack tactical knowledge and some inherent skills. There tactic was so predictable it was easy to intercept or work out who was going to shoot and out team could counter. When they did get a shot off it was in a basketball style which is different to the two handed shooting korfball is known for. This leads to a slight inaccuracy as usually you are shooting higher and without the help of a backboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also scored twice from the half way line which were so deflating for the opposition they let us win. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-87765663751308426?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/87765663751308426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=87765663751308426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/87765663751308426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/87765663751308426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/korfball.html' title='Korfball'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6495309933313637741</id><published>2011-02-13T20:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:54:21.484Z</updated><title type='text'>Redundancies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well the time came and went and no email of doom appeared in my pigeon hole. I am tempted to say luckily but the amount of hard work and effort that went it to maintaining the number of people choosing Geography and History in the school means luck was only a small part of it. Some colleagues have decided to take retirement or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;voluntary&lt;/span&gt; redundancy due to their age or home circumstances. The axe appears to have fallen most heavily on the support staff. BEST who do a lot of the parental &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;liaison&lt;/span&gt; and individual work with poorly behaved children are being trimmed and when you consider the four of them have worked side by side as a team to find yourself being interviewed for your job against them must be horrendous. It is always easy to suggest that there are too many managers or support staff in the public sector (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NHS&lt;/span&gt; managers always seem to be hit hardest in the media) but anything that means that front line staff can spend more time on being on the front line is good in my books. This years some of the easy options have been reduced - next year if funding is cut again then they will be cutting deeper and harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6495309933313637741?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6495309933313637741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6495309933313637741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6495309933313637741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6495309933313637741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/redundancies.html' title='Redundancies'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-813966171833780843</id><published>2011-02-13T20:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:46:10.379Z</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy Dylan</title><content type='html'>If you look at my post on Benjamin Sniddlegrass and the Cauldron of Penguins (BSATCOP) the director of the film has made a comment. How cool is that - even raising the issue if whether there is a cauldron at all!! I am considering adding "as read by film directors" to the title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-813966171833780843?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/813966171833780843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=813966171833780843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/813966171833780843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/813966171833780843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/jeremy-dylan.html' title='Jeremy Dylan'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-636702187412870453</id><published>2011-02-13T20:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:41:59.187Z</updated><title type='text'>True Grit 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are some excellent performances from the kid and when did Matt Damon turn into an actor with such range. He can do grizzled western Texas Ranger and also doing a down on his luck medium in touch with the spirits. The landscape and pared back cinematography also made you feel that they were heading into a wild remote desolate untamed area. The large number of minor characters also is amusing including a beaten horse trader, a small child getting a kicking,an undertaker, a man wearing a bear head and a cowboy who only makes animal noises. The score is memorable and based on 19th century hymns and kind of sticks in your head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To be improved my two wishes would be for more dialogue between the good and bad characters as they seem to take a long time to get to that point and then ends fairly quickly. I would also like to have seen Mattie's strong and unbreakable faith in right and wrong be more thoroughly tested by the situations that the "Wild West" put her in. After all at times she broke 1 or more of the Ten Commandments but did not seem unduly affected by it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-636702187412870453?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/636702187412870453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=636702187412870453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/636702187412870453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/636702187412870453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/true-grit-2.html' title='True Grit 2'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3264915680334689417</id><published>2011-02-13T20:25:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T20:30:32.164Z</updated><title type='text'>True Grit</title><content type='html'>A clever western film with an excellent dialogue between the characters with some real thought provoking ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Lawyer: Mr. Cogburn, did you find a bottle with a hundred and twenty-five dollars in it? &lt;br /&gt;Cross-examining Lawyer: Objection your Honor, Leading &lt;br /&gt;Judge Parker: Sustained. Rephrase the question. &lt;br /&gt;First Lawyer: What happened then? &lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: [slightly annoyed] I found a bottle with a hundred and twenty-five dollars in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: [LaBoeuf has been talking about malum prohibitum and malum in se] It astonishes me that Mr. LaBoeuf has been shot, trampled, and nearly bitten his tongue off, and yet not only does he continue to talk but he spills the banks of English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Col. Stonehill: I do not entertain hypotheticals. The world itself is vexing enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie Ross: [cutting the rope on the tree] Why did they hang him so high? &lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: I do not know. Possibly in the belief it'd make him more dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie Ross: If I had killed Chaney, I would not be in this fix; but my gun misfired. &lt;br /&gt;Lucky Ned Pepper: [Chuckling] They will do it. It will embarrass you every time. Most girls like to play pretties, but you like guns do you? &lt;br /&gt;Mattie Ross: I do not care a thing about guns, if I did, I would have one that worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mattie Ross: I guess I have a $10 horse. Tell Col. Stonehill I said 'Thank you'. &lt;br /&gt;Stableboy: No ma'am. He said he don't never want to hear your name again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-examining Lawyer: So, you say that when Amos Wharton raised his axe, you backed away from him. &lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: That's right. &lt;br /&gt;Cross-examining Lawyer: In what direction were you going? &lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: Backwards. I always go backwards when I back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: We'll sleep here and follow in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;Mattie Ross: But we promised to bury the poor soul inside! &lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: Ground's too hard. Them men wanted a decent burial, they should have got themselves killed in summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooster Cogburn: That didn't pan out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3264915680334689417?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3264915680334689417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3264915680334689417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3264915680334689417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3264915680334689417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/true-grit.html' title='True Grit'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5910147625512873117</id><published>2011-02-07T16:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-07T17:22:45.075Z</updated><title type='text'>The Reduced Shakespeare Company</title><content type='html'>Does the complete works of Shakespeare in 90 mins (apart from Coriolanus) because it sounds rude. With gags like that and go get them attitude the three interpid actors launched head long into their task. With balcony scenes on step ladders, drowning in cups of water and more than one sword fight the pace was quick with the comedy variable. Trying to combine all of the comedies into one sketch did not really work whislt combinig all of the histories into a rugby match did. Some sketches got the full speeches such as To be or Not be or Be Not or Be To (when they did Hamlet backwards) whilst others did not even get there most famous line. Overall it was a little uneven but with enough laugh out loud moments  to have a great evening. Oh and puppets having sex (but more of that in later posts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other key moments include all of the female charcters vomiting into the audience when they die, apoligising to the dummy when the knocked it's head against the scenery and having A (and others) shouting how much they want to have babies!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7kweP6MwssY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5910147625512873117?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5910147625512873117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5910147625512873117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5910147625512873117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5910147625512873117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/reduced-shakespeare-company.html' title='The Reduced Shakespeare Company'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7kweP6MwssY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-2055897163318699419</id><published>2011-02-04T16:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:03:36.782Z</updated><title type='text'>Fiddler on the roof 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last week we went to see Fiddler on the Roof by the local operatic society. My expectations weren't that high but it was absolutely fabulous. The writing was brilliant and I have listed some of them below. The scenes when Tevye talks to God in a kind of monologue on his situation are particularly witty. The most surprising thing, however, was the quality of the acting which was superb. John McInnes was especially brilliant as Tevye with the accent, mannerisms and world weary air being the highlight of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also sat right at the front so we were slightly below the stage which gave the whole thing a slightly strange feeling especially when the dry ice drifted across the stage and into the front row. We could also see the conductor clearly and see his interaction with the orchestra and crowd and we could also see what the orchestra were doing when they weren't playing. In one instance the trumpet player had one note to play in a song and payed whilst holding her phone, everyone else had a book or other hobby to take part in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2055897163318699419?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2055897163318699419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2055897163318699419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2055897163318699419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2055897163318699419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/fiddler-on-roof-2.html' title='Fiddler on the roof 2.'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3099528951188519177</id><published>2011-02-04T16:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:45:25.707Z</updated><title type='text'>Great lines from Fiddler on the Roof</title><content type='html'>Perchik: Money is the world's curse. &lt;br /&gt;Tevye: May the Lord smite me with it. And may I never recover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[to God] &lt;br /&gt;Tevye: I know, I know. We are Your chosen people. But, once in a while, can't You choose someone else? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazar Wolf: How is your brother-in-law? In America? &lt;br /&gt;Tevye: Oh, he's doing very well. &lt;br /&gt;Lazar Wolf: Oh, he wrote you? &lt;br /&gt;Tevye: No, not lately. &lt;br /&gt;Lazar Wolf: Then how do you know? &lt;br /&gt;Tevye: If he was doing badly, he would write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motel: [on being evicted] Rabbi, we've been waiting all our lives for the Messiah. Wouldn't now be a good time for Him to come? &lt;br /&gt;Rabbi: We'll have to wait for him someplace else. Meanwhile, let's start packing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perchik: There's a question... A certain question I want to discuss with you. &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: Yes? &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: It's a political question. &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: What is it? &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: The question of... marriage. &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: Is this a political question? &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: Well, yes. Yes, everything's political. Like everything else, the relationship between a man and a woman has a socioeconomic base. Marriage must be founded on mutual beliefs. A common attitude and philosophy towards society... &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: - And affection? &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: Well, yes, of course. That is also necessary. Such a relationship can have positive social values. When two people face the world with unity and solidarity... &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: And affection? &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: Yes, that is an important element! At any rate, I... I personally am in favour of such a socioeconomic relationship. &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: I think... you are asking me to marry you. &lt;br /&gt;Perchik: Well... in a theoretical sense... yes. I am. &lt;br /&gt;Hodel: I was hoping you were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3099528951188519177?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3099528951188519177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3099528951188519177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3099528951188519177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3099528951188519177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-lines-from-fiddler-on-roof.html' title='Great lines from Fiddler on the Roof'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1263537111296297940</id><published>2011-02-02T21:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:16:06.798Z</updated><title type='text'>Benjamin Sniddlegrass and the Cauldron of Penguinss</title><content type='html'>Following a throwaway line on the best hour of wittertainment you get per week it was suggested that in the light of the Harry Potter movies anyone who made a film starring x and the x could make money and people would even go and see a film called Benjamin Sniddlegrass and the Cauldron of Penguins. At which point an Australian film maker created such a film and has had the permiere recently. The only question it fails to answer is how many penguins you can fit into a cauldron. See more here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://benjaminsniddlegrass.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1263537111296297940?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1263537111296297940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1263537111296297940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1263537111296297940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1263537111296297940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/benjamin-sniddlegrass-and-cauldron-of.html' title='Benjamin Sniddlegrass and the Cauldron of Penguinss'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5970025746871106124</id><published>2011-02-02T21:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:05:51.802Z</updated><title type='text'>Rules for visiting the cinema</title><content type='html'>Should be viewed at this location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/markkermode/2010/12/the_moviegoers_code_of_conduct.html"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/markkermode/2010/12/the_moviegoers_code_of_conduct.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5970025746871106124?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5970025746871106124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5970025746871106124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5970025746871106124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5970025746871106124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/rules-for-visiting-cinema.html' title='Rules for visiting the cinema'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5906059174486643789</id><published>2011-02-02T20:31:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:55:24.154Z</updated><title type='text'>Hereafter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A film about death and whether there is a place people go when they die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acting especially the little kid and Matt Damon. Despite being lampooned in Teen America for a lack of range he produced a well judged performance especially when he is pleading not to give a reading to Cookery Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sets - London, Paris and San Francisco all used well show-casing the locations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effects - a good tsunami effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actress Cecile de France (Cecile of France) actually coming from Belgium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clint Eastwood's direction which felt unfussy and allows the characters to act naturally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being scared to use sub-titles (treating the audience with some respect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negatives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot lost the way a bit in the middle and could have used some cropping to maintain the interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Product placement especially an airline, make of phone and a search engine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teenagers who were generally teen-agish throughout the film and broke the Kermode-Mayo film code especially running down the aisle to get to the toilet quicker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5906059174486643789?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5906059174486643789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5906059174486643789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5906059174486643789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5906059174486643789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/hereafter.html' title='Hereafter'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-964422853053712692</id><published>2011-02-02T20:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:56:22.843Z</updated><title type='text'>RIP DI Barnaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despite the strange plots, the incredible death toll, the crazy driving and having a daughter called Cully Midsomer Murders never failed to provide an entertaining couple of hours and most of that is the calming reassuring presence of John Nettles, an actor I have been acquainted with since mum used to swoon over during Bergerac. His solid, dependable, unflappable character with a heavily sacrastic overtone was a joy to watch amongst the strange plot lines. The other characteristic was the strange village names that were on display Elverton-cum-Latterley, Midsomer Magna, Morton Shallows and Burwood Mantle amongst my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder that they were good as early episodes were written by Anthony Horowitz who is responsible for screen-writing a lot of the early Poirot series and Foyle's War as well as a large number of novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final questions include how will he go, with a heart attack like Morse, retired like Frost or buried like Taggart and whether the seires can continue without the major star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6610180392425393538-964422853053712692?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/964422853053712692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=964422853053712692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/964422853053712692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/964422853053712692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/02/rip-di-barnaby.html' title='RIP DI Barnaby'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7338900419203453040</id><published>2011-01-26T21:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:01:34.474Z</updated><title type='text'>Black Swan - SPOILER ALERT</title><content type='html'>A story of a woman training for two separate ballet roles one pure and good, the other dark and sinister or a woman claiming her life from her domineering mother and maturing rather later than others or a woman;s breakdown into mental illness or a horror movie. I suggest you watch the film to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The use of suggestive imagery to try and represent multiple themes is prevalent throughout the film from the murdering of her alternate/ understudy as a sign that she had put aside the worries of competition to the attacking of her mother depicting the choice to have a full and longer career. The main idea is that the nothing is at seems and everything has a double or treble meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the film A and I had a discussion about whether or not a film such as this can be entertaining. I prefer a film to be more straightforward and if there is any imagery in the film it is designed to trick the viewer rather than to hide more subtle messages. If there is to be escapism then it is to far away lands and improbable tails rather than the inside of a tortured soul. On the other hand A likes a film that can be analysed in seventeen different ways and happily reads books dealing with the work of social workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion the acting was good and what Natalie Portman but herself through, or at least appeared to, was immense. The plot was winding and twisty and posed a number of theoretical issues to debate and consider but was it entertaining? Reasonably but maybe the subject of ballet just made it lack a little something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7338900419203453040?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7338900419203453040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7338900419203453040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7338900419203453040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7338900419203453040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/black-swan-spoiler-alert.html' title='Black Swan - SPOILER ALERT'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7682405975584847284</id><published>2011-01-19T20:49:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:58:53.160Z</updated><title type='text'>Surveyors - Angry 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My buyer has decided to lower the offer based on the survey she undertook and  I feel it is negligent in truly assessing the value of the house as is so full of caveats its sole aim seems to be to cover his own back. For instance - the house may suffer from damp but there is no obvious source. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I couldn't find any damp but just in case I will mention it)&lt;/span&gt; It is also full of some non-sequiters such as the house was visited on a fine day...the guttering is rusted and leaks. It doesn't leak, it is rusty but it will do the job. The house does not have a mini circuit breaker - this is not a building regualtion but will make the house safer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ultimately this is not a new house but how politik is it to argue over £3000 in a market like this. After all taking it off the market may not result in a higher price and there is no guarentee that a different surveyor would not find more wrong. It may be useful to take this but demand some goodwill in return. After all it would be nice to live here until the new house is ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7682405975584847284?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7682405975584847284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7682405975584847284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7682405975584847284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7682405975584847284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/surveyors-angry-1.html' title='Surveyors - Angry 1'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5252792232075466136</id><published>2011-01-19T20:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:46:48.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Conviction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SPOILER&lt;/span&gt; ALERT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If a woman goes to law school to free her brother from prison for a crime he did not commit then the levels of suspense in the film are not going to be high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is she going to pass the course or might she fail? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is she going to find the box of evidence that might be destroyed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is the evidence going to be enough to free her brother even when they consider he might be an associate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Are the witnesses going to be proved to be liars? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despite this it was strangely enjoyable with some nice looking visuals in Massachusetts and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;competent&lt;/span&gt; acting especially from Minnie Driver and Hilary Swank (who I convinced myself was Kirsten Johnson). The character of Kenny Waters had a few laughs and altogether it was a solid film. The only point of suspense was who actually committed the murder but as it was based in a true story and the case is still open they could not answer that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In real life Kenny was killed six months after release when he fell from a 15 foot wall he was walking along the top of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5252792232075466136?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5252792232075466136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5252792232075466136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5252792232075466136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5252792232075466136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/conviction.html' title='Conviction'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-191834726137217087</id><published>2011-01-19T20:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T20:33:48.026Z</updated><title type='text'>The King's Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a must see film. The characterisation is excellent and you firmly believe in the people and the change that they undergo. The humour that is subtly woven through out the film was delightful and a reminder that a film does not have to hit you over the head to make you laugh out loud. The acting is also amazing. Colin Firth plays a stammerer to perfection and it does not seem put on or comedic in the way Ronny Barker's stammer did in Open All Hours. The rest of the cast were also very good and when you have the talent of Helena Bonham Carter, Geoffery Rush, Guy Pearce, Michael Gambon and Dererk Jacobi on hand then directing must be easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one area that I was worried about was the accuracy of the film and despite some issues, such as the role of Winston Churchill, theses did not affect my viewing of the film in the same way that it did in a film such as Robin Hood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The film also glosses over some historical facts such as the Royal families support for appeasement but this seems to have been a common view at the time. It also showed how Britain and the monarchy have changed in the last 50 years and the way that family dynamics and issues such as divorce have created new issues for families to deal with and none more in the public eye than the House of Windsor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-191834726137217087?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/191834726137217087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=191834726137217087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/191834726137217087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/191834726137217087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/kings-speech.html' title='The King&apos;s Speech'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6325925784967564699</id><published>2011-01-04T20:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:51:23.668Z</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Chloe Smith MP for North Norwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear Miss Smith &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today we found out that 6 full time members of staff are going to be lost from the best performing secondary school in your constituency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is due to the changes in funding that your party have put forward and the mishandling of education policy by Michael Gove. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems inconceivable that you could continue to support the funding of unproven “free schools” such as the two proposed for Central Norwich, the continuation of increased funding for failing academies and the setting up of a blinkered technical university college all at the expense of the school that has had its best ever year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you care that the students get the best education possible then you need to ensure that cuts do not get made in real terms to school budgets as these reduce the potential number of courses that are run, stretching the brightest, as well as support for the weakest being who will be taught in larger classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that as a junior MP you have little say on a national scale but on a local level you could make a real difference. Some of the funding that used to be given to schools directly, such as school specialism money, is now being given to a central “pot” and then redistributed. It is imperative that all schools retains all of that previous funding level and there is not an administration charge made or the money redistributed generally. Do not let successful schools be sacrificed on the altar of political ideology but fight for proper levels of funding for all schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your sincerely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Mortimer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6325925784967564699?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6325925784967564699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6325925784967564699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6325925784967564699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6325925784967564699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/letter-to-chloe-smith-mp-for-north.html' title='Letter to Chloe Smith MP for North Norwich'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-739257848665118409</id><published>2011-01-03T18:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:43:36.675Z</updated><title type='text'>Horsey Gap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Horsey (pronounced Hawsey not Horse-y) is a very small village on the North Norfolk Coast where there is a small gap through the sand dunes. It would be particularly unremarkable if not for the seals that have decided that the beach is a perfect place to give birth to their pups. With a lot of other people we decided to go and see the seals today. After having a drink at the strangest coffee shop in Norfolk (and that is saying stuff) walked out to the dunes and found a pretty neat set up. The beach is roped off but you can walk along the dunes and see all of the pups. There is a seal warden there to supervise, although this did not stop people stepping over the barrier to get a closer look! The seals arrange themselves all the way along the beach so it is easy to see them. We also saw a barn owl on the way home to add to the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1jKnGcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5FXtJAHrbHc/s1600/P1040513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558031098868865474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1jKnGcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5FXtJAHrbHc/s400/P1040513.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1cMcBQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/prm9bmmX6Pk/s1600/P1040502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558031096997479682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1cMcBQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/prm9bmmX6Pk/s400/P1040502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1BovUHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Wv200E_MfDE/s1600/P1040485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558031089868427378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1BovUHI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Wv200E_MfDE/s400/P1040485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-739257848665118409?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/739257848665118409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=739257848665118409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/739257848665118409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/739257848665118409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/horsey-gap.html' title='Horsey Gap'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSIX1jKnGcI/AAAAAAAAAiY/5FXtJAHrbHc/s72-c/P1040513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-370508262746803703</id><published>2011-01-03T18:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:17:06.375Z</updated><title type='text'>RIP Pete Postlethwaite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pete was one of those actors who always elevated the drama that he was starring in. Despite being very recognisable with a very craggy face he never played the same type of role twice and never in the same way. After a while you stopped noticing it was him and you got lost in the character that he was portraying. Despite being in two of my favourite films in Inception and Usual Suspects it was as Sergeant Obadiah Hakeswill in two Sharpe episodes that I will remember him - after all he killed Teresa, Richard Sharpe's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSISIB5mV_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/TVfv1y5T6t8/s1600/hakeswill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558024819286890482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSISIB5mV_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/TVfv1y5T6t8/s400/hakeswill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copyright belongs to - http://sharpecompendium.net/cast.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-370508262746803703?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/370508262746803703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=370508262746803703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/370508262746803703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/370508262746803703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2011/01/rip-pete-postlethwaite.html' title='RIP Pete Postlethwaite'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TSISIB5mV_I/AAAAAAAAAiA/TVfv1y5T6t8/s72-c/hakeswill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-6557829927605771459</id><published>2010-12-29T23:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:43:12.245Z</updated><title type='text'>The Ashes</title><content type='html'>Great results but not great sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Sport occurs where two equal teams battle and it is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past Australia have been the better team and it has not been Great Sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we have the better team and it would be a travesty not to win the series but the is not Great Sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 had two teams and that was Great Sport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6557829927605771459?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6557829927605771459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6557829927605771459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6557829927605771459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6557829927605771459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/ashes.html' title='The Ashes'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3151611323093923302</id><published>2010-12-29T23:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:34:14.508Z</updated><title type='text'>Sports Personality of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I went to watch it in 1985 it has often had a special place in my heart and watch it when ever I can. Unfortunately this years Phil Taylor coming second representing darts is a bit of a joke as it does not fit under the definition of a sport which is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A an organized, competitive, entertaining, energetic and skillful activity requiring commitment, strategy, and fair play, in which a winner can be defined by objective means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AP McCoy (horse racing) came first, sadly none of the horses were able to speak about how they felt about it but you can't help think that it is wrong to give an award to a sport which only seems to exist as an extension of the betting industry. How many other sports do they tell you the odds at the same time as you get the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coach of the year went to Colin Montgomerie for coaching the Ryder Cup team. My main issue id that he did not coach them as they all have their own coaches he merely chose which order they played in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man who does deserve his award was Lance Haggith from Bedford who runs all kind of basketball sessions as well as charity shops giving away sporting equipment to those who cannot afford them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3151611323093923302?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3151611323093923302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3151611323093923302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3151611323093923302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3151611323093923302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/sports-personality-of-year.html' title='Sports Personality of the Year'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2267656676346641475</id><published>2010-12-29T23:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:34:48.980Z</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lots of action, some thoughtful scenes but in all an excellent set up for part two. Well worth going to see but keep an eye on the fact that Daniel Radcliffe is the lead and should be the tall masculine character however he has not quite grown enough for a Hollywood lead actor. To compensate he often stands on rocks. logs and other items or is in the foreground with the pothers set back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2267656676346641475?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2267656676346641475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2267656676346641475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2267656676346641475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2267656676346641475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/harry-potter-and-deathy-hallows-part.html' title='Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part One.'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1193784826083173262</id><published>2010-12-29T23:04:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:36:18.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Agatha Christie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some of the Christmas TV I was most looking forward to were Agatha Christie adaptations but they were pretty disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Secret of Chimneys - get rid of the hero and two of my favourite literary characters in Lady Eileen "Bundle" Brent and Superintendent Battle, import Miss Marple and a whole new script and worst of all have Lord Caterham as the murderer. I wish that they would trust the book to provide a good yarn from which to adapt a screenplay rather than invent a second rate, wholly inconsistent tale with plot holes a Routemaster bus could fit through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My two favourite sets of detectives from Agatha Christie are the aforementioned Bundle Brent and Superintendent Battle who appear in two mysteries and Tommy and Tuppence Beresford who appear in about 5 including N or M which is my favourite of all. They often seem to be seen as unable to support the whole plot as it would not attract enough viewers so Miss Marple is parachuted in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In terms of Miss Marple no-one is better than Joan Hickson. Some of the newer Miss Marples are just too healthy and spry and not quite ethereal or old enough. Maybe Joan Hickson has spoilt us all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of the Hercule Poirot stories my favourite is Murder on the Orient Express with the jury deciding on the fate of a child murderer. In the latest adaptation it seems that they assumed that the audiences know who the killer was and focussed more on the dilemma Poirot ended up in rather than ensuring that they provided a coherent plot and to explain in enough detail. Albert Finney is often seen as a pantomime character in the film version but it presents the clues and conclusions in a way that allows the audience to easy follow along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1193784826083173262?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1193784826083173262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1193784826083173262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1193784826083173262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1193784826083173262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/agatha-christie.html' title='Agatha Christie'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2832270861705804517</id><published>2010-12-29T22:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:37:24.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Tron Legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had low expectations of this film as I had not seen Tron with this being the prequel. It tells of a man who has gone inside the computing system called the Grid to make it better. In trying to make the perfect system he found that he was imperfect and the system in trying to eliminate him has stranded him inside the machine. 20 years later his son finds his way into the machine to rescue him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall I found the film relatively entertaining. The effects were good and the fact we saw it on 3D and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt; meant that we had all the technology to make it good. Without them I think that it would be a fairly dull plot. The sections inside the computer are particularly good in 3D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem I had was that in comparison to the Matrix (which is similar in plot) it did not have the quality of script especially the way in which characters learnt about their surroundings. People appeared to able to master the inside of the computer system immediately with little training and while they were learning then the audience could be learning the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other reason I did not connect with the film was that I spend a lot of the film wondering if I was getting the maximum benefit from the 3D. As I have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stigmatism&lt;/span&gt; and am very right eye dominant I can see some of the 3D effects but wondering if I am seeing them all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Overall a good film but not one that will live long in the memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2832270861705804517?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2832270861705804517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2832270861705804517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2832270861705804517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2832270861705804517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/tron-legacy.html' title='Tron Legacy'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8038627945903952911</id><published>2010-12-19T12:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:02:40.139Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Well that was hectic. I am not sure what happened to the time between October and Christmas but I managed to stuff a lot into that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;I have sold my house, have seen any number of other places and have had a couple of offers rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to Cambridge to look at the exam papers for 2012 and add comments or help restructure them. A hint - then on Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been writing questions for text books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been getting angry at the government's non-sensical ideas on schools and their funding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been navigating the ice and snow that has hit this part of the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been teaching Yr13 weather and Yr 10 and 11 AQA Geography for the first time which makes it more time consuming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now it is Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8038627945903952911?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8038627945903952911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8038627945903952911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8038627945903952911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8038627945903952911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2635481552680094915</id><published>2010-10-16T18:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T19:03:30.377Z</updated><title type='text'>X Factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I absolutely hate X Factor but I can't help but admire it. Simon has managed to increase the revenue stream in three more ways &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Being able to buy the track during the show so even the people who lose are making him money and the winner will have made him money on approximately twelve tracks before they even release their own songs/ album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Setting up a link with Tesco to sell X Factor merchandise and then having one of their employees get through so they can mention the name of the store throughout the show (product placement anyone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Nokia apps exclusively linked to the X Factor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cynical moi? Certainly. Just see his bank balance explode when X Factor US starts and he tries to ruin their music industry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2635481552680094915?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2635481552680094915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2635481552680094915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2635481552680094915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2635481552680094915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/x-factor.html' title='X Factor'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8235219257154595078</id><published>2010-10-16T18:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:47:11.312Z</updated><title type='text'>Party night</title><content type='html'>Last night C and K came to visit A and we all went out drinking. I can't remember the last time I was awake for the purposes of drinking and partying at 2 am but it has been a while. Thankfully no hang over or any ill effects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8235219257154595078?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8235219257154595078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8235219257154595078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8235219257154595078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8235219257154595078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/party-night.html' title='Party night'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6820180889233338081</id><published>2010-10-16T18:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:45:39.110Z</updated><title type='text'>House situation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is still for sale. I have had any number of viewings but believe that I need better prepared viewers as if they have even a little more cash they go for  a house with an extra reception room but in poor condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is now getting to the point where I am beginning to hate my house and am second guessing every decision. Should I have painted it that way? Is there any thing else I could do? Was that the correct carpet? Did I put the loo seat down and will that affect whether they buy it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;it is also a pain to have it looking immaculate every time I leave and my cupboards are filling up with stuff that is shoved out of the way as there is a viewer coming in a couple of hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I JUST WANT IT SOLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is especially annoying as a friend who put their house on the market later than I did have now sold, have had an offer accepted on a house and look like they will be in by Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6820180889233338081?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6820180889233338081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6820180889233338081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6820180889233338081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6820180889233338081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/house-situation.html' title='House situation'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8544845442231319648</id><published>2010-10-16T18:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:38:29.782Z</updated><title type='text'>Feeling old</title><content type='html'>This year the new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NQT&lt;/span&gt; in the department is an ex-student of mine who I started to teach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GCSE&lt;/span&gt; in my first year of teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trainee in the department is a girl who I played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;korfball&lt;/span&gt; with and I am sure she was 14 about three years ago but turns up ready to teach aged 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion - I am getting old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8544845442231319648?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8544845442231319648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8544845442231319648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8544845442231319648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8544845442231319648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-old.html' title='Feeling old'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8265855621129891470</id><published>2010-10-16T18:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:34:17.687Z</updated><title type='text'>The Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A team of four lifelong friends — Doug MacRay, James "Jem" Coughlin, Albert "Gloansy" Magloan, and Desmond "Dez" Elden, from the tough streets of Charlestown, a neighborhood in Boston Massachusetts — rob a Cambridge bank, taking bank manager Claire Keesey hostage. After her release, Doug follows Claire and they begin a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really promising set up to a film with the promise of level of intrigue as Doug and Claire get more and more friendly with the secret that he took her hostage hanging oer them. As she is introduces to more and more of his friends and other hostage takers will she realise what her boyfriend did. Will the tattoo clue she saw during the robbery lead to her an unpalatable conclusion? Will she tell Doug that she thinks one of his friends is a bank robber without realising he is? Will this put her life in danger and how will this affect the friendship between the gang of robbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How knows because they decide instead to have lots of guns, shooting and more robberies forsaking tensions for action. A reasonable film but could have been so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other area that was well used was the scenery of Boston with numerous aerial shots of the down town sky line and the Bunker Hill monument. The shoot out at Fenway Park baseball stadium was another land mark that was used that I had visited and at least when the plot meandered I could admire the scenery and think back to my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also interesting to see the rivalry between the Townies (blue collared Irish immigrant residents) and the Tunies (white collared middle class) with the gentrification of the Charlestown suburb. An interest comment on the movement of people within a city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And why did we need to know about the tattoo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8265855621129891470?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8265855621129891470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8265855621129891470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8265855621129891470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8265855621129891470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/town.html' title='The Town'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-7981086102928379777</id><published>2010-10-16T18:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:17:37.128Z</updated><title type='text'>Tamara Drewe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A film based on the book "Far from the Madding Crowd" by Thomas Hardy and a graphic novel combining farce, bawdy comedy, silent stoicism, killer cows and two naughty foul mouthed schoolgirls.&lt;br /&gt;Tamara Drewe, a young and attractive journalist, returns home to a small village with the intention of selling her now-deceased mother's house which she has inherited. Locals are amazed at the improvement to her appearance after she had a nose job while away. Andy had been interested in her when she was a girl, and when he sees her now it is clear he is attracted. Across the valley is a neighbour's house where authors stay to work on their stories, but the husband, Nicholas, keeps having affairs while his wife stays at home providing food and lodging for her patrons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hilarity ensues and I really enjoyed it. I was surprised by the amount of bad language (am I getting old) although the two school girls stole every scene that they were in. The other scene stealer was the magnificent countryside with the director using it at every turn and producing a film that at times almost felt like a tourism commercial for US tourists. The turns and twists are nicely done and it is well worth a viewing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7981086102928379777?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7981086102928379777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7981086102928379777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7981086102928379777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7981086102928379777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/tamara-drewe.html' title='Tamara Drewe'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8855471400647557896</id><published>2010-10-16T17:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T17:58:09.709Z</updated><title type='text'>Norwich City 4 lost to Stingers 2 by 11 goals to 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Getting a settled team this year has been a nightmare and we seem to have different players in the team every week and this lack of consistency is showing. Add into the fact that the half of the team were not really good enough for the sixth team last year playing in the third division and results like this are inevitable. We played okay but too often our team made stupid errors or just weren't up to the task against this level of opposition. On the bright side I scored a delicious penalty (still 100% this season) and played switch defense really well. In attack however the urge to shoot on sight rather than trying to build up to better attacking positions was really annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8855471400647557896?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8855471400647557896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8855471400647557896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8855471400647557896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8855471400647557896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/norwich-city-4-lost-to-stingers-2-by-11.html' title='Norwich City 4 lost to Stingers 2 by 11 goals to 5'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1335321799557248666</id><published>2010-10-16T17:42:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T17:58:45.419Z</updated><title type='text'>Norwich City 4 beat Dragons 2 by 8 goals to 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another game another incomplete team but at least this time it was the opposition. Playing against 7 brings certain advantages and disadvantages. In our end we had an extra boy which &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;means&lt;/span&gt; that he cannot score but get lots of possession and should be aiming to set up a lot of the play. In the first half I was able to score but my teammate G was so slow at distributing the ball that we had a small number of chances and one off attacks. At half time we swapped so I was the free player and I set up 5 goals by keeping the ball moving with quick paces and hanging around the post so that all of the attacks were extended and not just ending after 1 attack. Good win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1335321799557248666?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1335321799557248666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1335321799557248666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1335321799557248666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1335321799557248666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/norwich-city-4-beat-dragons-2-by-8.html' title='Norwich City 4 beat Dragons 2 by 8 goals to 5'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-6553194774219584069</id><published>2010-10-16T17:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T17:59:20.976Z</updated><title type='text'>Norwich City 3 beat Stingers 2 by 6 goals to 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Having just played for a team without enough players the team that followed did not have enough players so I was playing back to back which nearly killed me. Fortunately I played bit better and scored two goals. The second was a penalty and it was good to see that I am still as accurate from the spot as always (100% so far this season) but the first goal was sensational with a long shot from the half way line straight down the centre of the basket barely touching the sides. A nice pass set up a third goal and a satisfying victory occurred although the opponents were a little unfortunate as they hit the top of the basket on a number of occasions. Still they get a losing bonus point for their efforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-6553194774219584069?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6553194774219584069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6553194774219584069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6553194774219584069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6553194774219584069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/norwich-city-3-beat-stingers-2-by-6.html' title='Norwich City 3 beat Stingers 2 by 6 goals to 3.'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2178648078895027035</id><published>2010-10-16T17:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T17:59:48.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Norwich City 4 v Knights 4: ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first game that I have ever played where both teams managed to lose. You are allowed to play two players from your third team "down" and no-one is allowed to play two teams down. If you do play an illegal team you automatically lose 5-0. Suffice to say that to get enough players on the pitch both teams had to revert to an illegal team so both teams should lose 5-0, however, There illegal team was more illegal that ours so completely outplayed us but as to what score appears in the official &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;records&lt;/span&gt; who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2178648078895027035?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2178648078895027035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2178648078895027035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2178648078895027035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2178648078895027035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/10/norwich-city-4-v-knights-4.html' title='Norwich City 4 v Knights 4: ????'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-2066090903673056352</id><published>2010-09-21T20:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:19:39.841Z</updated><title type='text'>Melsop Farm</title><content type='html'>because sometimes you have to go and look at small animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkTLBr6gBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Lymz8aa0tKU/s1600/P1040414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519463898471366674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkTLBr6gBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Lymz8aa0tKU/s400/P1040414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkTKGX7-SI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KDux94LvdQs/s1600/P1040398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519463882549885218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkTKGX7-SI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KDux94LvdQs/s400/P1040398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2066090903673056352?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2066090903673056352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2066090903673056352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2066090903673056352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2066090903673056352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/melsop-farm.html' title='Melsop Farm'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkTLBr6gBI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Lymz8aa0tKU/s72-c/P1040414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-3565168520516548944</id><published>2010-09-21T19:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:14:19.967Z</updated><title type='text'>Norwich Heritage Day</title><content type='html'>For one weekend recently it was Norwich Heritage Weekend. All the historic buildings in Norfolk and Norwich open up allow people to have a look around. These include about million churches, little gardens, slightly strange members clubs and an amazing shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got on to this a bit late so a lot of the places that needed booking were not available to us but there were so many places that you can just drop in and look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most cute - the Guide HQ next to the river&lt;br /&gt;Most odd - Strangers Hall - Men's club with the smell of old leather but with the flat screen TV showing the horse racing&lt;br /&gt;Best Church - The Octagon Chapel on Colegate&lt;br /&gt;Most Needy - The King of Hearts Art Gallery - hopefully they can sort funding&lt;br /&gt;Best tour - having a look behind the stage at the Maddermarket Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Best Garden - the Bear shop on Elm Hill - a surprising gem&lt;br /&gt;Best Shop - an ex roller skating rink built in early 1900's. No words can describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkQ3mcZRSI/AAAAAAAAAhc/n4DNenbm0nQ/s1600/P1040441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519461365717746978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkQ3mcZRSI/AAAAAAAAAhc/n4DNenbm0nQ/s400/P1040441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkQ2GL6ieI/AAAAAAAAAhU/n4cOv_fMf2I/s1600/P1040435.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkR-IN79fI/AAAAAAAAAhk/bKzJgcWezVo/s1600/P1040432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519462577374754290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkR-IN79fI/AAAAAAAAAhk/bKzJgcWezVo/s400/P1040432.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3565168520516548944?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3565168520516548944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3565168520516548944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3565168520516548944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3565168520516548944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/norwich-heritage-day.html' title='Norwich Heritage Day'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/TJkQ3mcZRSI/AAAAAAAAAhc/n4DNenbm0nQ/s72-c/P1040441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-4827501226050078842</id><published>2010-09-21T19:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:48:23.081Z</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma!</title><content type='html'>Oklahoma! is a musical that is set in the Mid West of America in 1906 and was performed at the Theatre Royal. It was a well acted and performed with some songs that you might recognise. It was really enjoyable and I felt that the performances of Curly, Laurey and Aunt Ellar were really good. At first I found it hard to get on with the character of Jud as it sounded like the actor was using a fake voice but it turns out that he just had a really deep voice. &lt;br /&gt;There are a number of really good songs and you might recognise this two &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_cGS4fkvifs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/_cGS4fkvifs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also helped me work out what the hell a Surrey with a fringe on Top was as it was the name of a pub in Sheffield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The area of real interest wasn't really played out that much. At this time new laws were passed that allowed settlers to be given free land if they moved to Oklahoma. This would allow them to become a state. The enclosing of the land by farmers stopped the cowboys roaming the cattle freely over the land and led to some conflict. I felt that they could have made more of the fact that Curly crossed the boundary from one side to the other although the scene were he sold horse, gun and saddle hinted at this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like all art Oklahoma! is a reflection of the situation when it was written and performed and in many ways that is sometimes more interesting the art itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-4827501226050078842?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/4827501226050078842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=4827501226050078842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4827501226050078842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4827501226050078842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/oklahoma.html' title='Oklahoma!'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-8903991378561060419</id><published>2010-09-21T19:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:32:40.711Z</updated><title type='text'>The World Trade centre Mosque that is not a mosque and not on the site of the WTC</title><content type='html'>You can know measure how racist you are by answering the following question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far from the site of the Twin Towers should the mosque be built?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems 200 metres and not in line of sight is too close for a large number of people. How they square this with the Declaration of Independence or the Constitution is another question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also seems to ignore the fact that Freedom Tower (or whatever it ends up being called) may well have a prayer room for any Muslims who work there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-8903991378561060419?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/8903991378561060419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=8903991378561060419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8903991378561060419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/8903991378561060419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/world-trade-centre-mosque-that-is-not.html' title='The World Trade centre Mosque that is not a mosque and not on the site of the WTC'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-1199034000599545873</id><published>2010-09-21T19:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:21:35.221Z</updated><title type='text'>The scariest places in the world</title><content type='html'>I have often contended that small villages are the scariest places in the world and that the larger the country the less interaction those villagers will have with other nationalities and thus the scary factors is increased exponentially. The evidence comes from both the real world and the fictional world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision of a Florida pastor of a tiny church to burn a Koran (in the end he pulled out)without fully realising the consequences bordered on the idiotic. Whether it would have actually endangered troops in Afghanistan is debatable but to lump an entire faith into a single group shows a singular lack of vision. After all did Tim McVeigh, the Oklahoma Bomber represent all Christians? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film The Last Exorcism follows a pastor as he shows the tricks he used to fool people into paying him to perform exorcisms. When he decides he can't keep up the pretense and takes a film crew to his final exorcism all is not as it seems and things quickly get out of hand. For a horror thriller it is a decent film up until the last ten minutes when the film throws it all away with a frankly ludicrous ending. I would have liked them to continue driving into the sunset with the thought that everything was well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1199034000599545873?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1199034000599545873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1199034000599545873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1199034000599545873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1199034000599545873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/scariest-places-in-world.html' title='The scariest places in the world'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5213714885527326271</id><published>2010-09-11T07:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-11T07:43:28.094Z</updated><title type='text'>Womens Rugby World Cup</title><content type='html'>was on recently and I got to see some of it. England lost to New Zealand in the final which was a bit of a shame but they are clearly the best two teams in the world and a close scoreline emphasises the small gap between the two teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who thing it is a bit genteeel then watch this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T9r2gKV_v30?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/T9r2gKV_v30?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Player - Maggie Alphonsi for her all action style. This is the only video I could find and it shows a bit of her talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mRfnaLPhIvU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/mRfnaLPhIvU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/6610180392425393538-5213714885527326271?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5213714885527326271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5213714885527326271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5213714885527326271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5213714885527326271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/womens-rugby-world-cup.html' title='Womens Rugby World Cup'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-5770765485841095829</id><published>2010-09-08T18:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-09-08T19:06:35.290Z</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Emergency</title><content type='html'>So Missy (short for Mischief) stopped eating (very unusual), stopped terrorising Snuggles and sat feeling sorry for herself. It turns out this is a very bad sign. As a prey animals rabbits only show they are in pain when it is serious and this was. The other piece of information is that if a rabbit stops eating it can die as it requires a stream of food to keep its digestive system working. As the vet explain "it is a gut on legs" and the other vet described it as "very complicated".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As follows&lt;br /&gt;A rabbit eats food and chews it about 300 cycles side to side and it goes down the oesophagus.&lt;br /&gt;The food goes into the stomach, but the real action isn’t there.  The stomach stores the food and the contents are sterilized and moved to the small intestine.  Then the undigested fiberous material moves on and is sorted. with the fibre going to the colon forming hard waste.  The remaining food is then ready for digestion goes into the cecum which is larger than the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;The hard waste that bypasses the cecum is moved through the colon in a circular motion and forms perfectly round hard balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cecum is a complicated organ that redigests the food.  It is filled with enzymes and bacteria that breakdown food.  Every 3 to 8 hours the cecum contracts and forces the material back into the colon where it is coated with mucus, then passed through the anus and the rabbit eats these "cecotrophes" directly. The rabbit redigests the cecotrophes to receive even more nutrients from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had two vet trips, special food to apply by syringe, injection to help move the stomach and a pain killer. Thankfully Missy is back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5770765485841095829?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5770765485841095829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5770765485841095829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5770765485841095829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5770765485841095829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/rabbit-emergency.html' title='Rabbit Emergency'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3845375746499943851</id><published>2010-09-01T13:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-09-01T14:36:28.077Z</updated><title type='text'>This Thing of Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Captain Robert FitzRoy was a man who you may not have heard about but made a lasting contribution to the world as we know it but yet did not live to see the benefit it has brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a brilliant seaman who was the first to pass Naval exams with 100%. This ability allowed him to captain HMS Beagle in two voyages in and around Cape Horn where a lesser captain might have lost the ship and the people on board. On the Beagle was Charles Darwin who used the geological and biological evidence he saw to propose the theory of evolution. As a committed and devout Christian he could not bring himself to believe the theory and could not be reconciled to his part in the theories origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an MP he had laws on who could and could not skipper a ship passed saving thousands of lives but was not asked to stand down as his beaten rival was causing too much negative publicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As governor of New Zealand he was left in a difficult position as European settlers had been sold more land than existing in the whole of New Zealand. The money was not forth coming to buy the land from the Maori and with less than 100 soldiers he could not take it by force. He also refused to blame the Maori in the Wairau Affair started by colonists. He was replaced after three years when people who had not profited from the expected land sales forced him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His years of weather observation including pressure allowed him to make valid forecasts of the weather and by using the telegraph machine and bases in Canada, USA and other areas he made weather forecasts allowing harbour masters to signal to vessels if a storm was imminent. His system was disbanded as it was costing fishing fleet owners money to have them in port when a storm was predicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather observations were restored after pressure form the sailors who found them invaluable but after he committed suicide. He was found to be in debt having spent £6000 (£400 000) of his own money on government projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read about his life in the book A Thing of Darkness but a paragraph from close to the end sums up his contribution Concentrated on the Beagle were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No less than five of the Beagle's officers were destined to reach the rank of admiral; two became captains of the Beagle, two, eventual Fellows of the Royal Society. They also included Governor Generals of New Zealand and Queensland, a Member of Parliament, future Heads of the Board of Trade and the Meteorological Office, two artists who achieved considerable renown, Secretaries of the Geological Society and the Royal Geographical Society, an Inspector of Coastguards, Australian property magnate, the founding father of the British colony in the Falkland Islands, 6 professional surveyors, five world class botanists, one of the founders of the science of meteorology and author of Origin of Species&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/6610180392425393538-3845375746499943851?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3845375746499943851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3845375746499943851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3845375746499943851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3845375746499943851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-thing-of-darkness.html' title='This Thing of Darkness'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-4847483258377218510</id><published>2010-09-01T13:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:37:50.814Z</updated><title type='text'>Toy Story 3D</title><content type='html'>Worth seeign for the Spanish Buzz Lightyear alone although the performance of Lotso is fun to watch and the cameo from the soliders were also fun to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is sad in the end of an era way and is supposed to make men especially weep as the idea of moving on and groewing up are key. Maybe the fact I see it year on year with different school groups made me less affected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-4847483258377218510?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/4847483258377218510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=4847483258377218510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4847483258377218510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/4847483258377218510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/toy-story-3d.html' title='Toy Story 3D'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-862886120174290068</id><published>2010-09-01T13:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-09-01T13:21:13.334Z</updated><title type='text'>Salt</title><content type='html'>An excellent premise with the idea that the CIA agent that is charge of interviewing KGB Russian defectors in fact a spy. From here I was hoping that a complex and confusing web of truth and lies would be spread before the viewer culminating in an ending that might or might not have revealed a truth or left us guessing combined with the ideas from Bourne that more vulnerability and realism in action films heroes results in better film left me anticipating that this could be quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we got was a bit of a pastiche of an action movie with an absurd plot, over the top action ideas and unintentional comedic moments. This did not make it bad or unwatchable in the same way that a Bond film is a comedy so was Salt and I enjoyed it a lot better when I accepted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are ever in doubt of the absorbent powers or even healing powers of a sanitary towel then watch as Angelina straps one over a bullet wound and then never bleeds or shows any ill effects from the injury.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-862886120174290068?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/862886120174290068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=862886120174290068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/862886120174290068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/862886120174290068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/09/salt.html' title='Salt'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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-6610180392425393538.post-3785229907390248038</id><published>2010-08-26T05:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:02:18.655Z</updated><title type='text'>The difference between Montenegro and Croatia</title><content type='html'>Both have their richer sides and inhabitants however in Montenegro there are more obviously a poorer group of people and this can be seen in the cars that are on the road. Which taxi would like to take? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYB6rr-6lI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IAxWLon-sE0/s1600/P1040002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYB6rr-6lI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IAxWLon-sE0/s400/P1040002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593301805623890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-3785229907390248038?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/3785229907390248038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=3785229907390248038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3785229907390248038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/3785229907390248038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/difference-between-montenegro-and.html' title='The difference between Montenegro and Croatia'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYB6rr-6lI/AAAAAAAAAhE/IAxWLon-sE0/s72-c/P1040002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-7260906371643796741</id><published>2010-08-26T05:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:51:55.197Z</updated><title type='text'>Cable Car - Picture of the Day 14/08/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You can take a cable car from the old city to the hill below. As with all tall buildings the best time to go is when the sun is going down so that you can take pictures while it is light and then while it is dark. Here is my best attempt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYA4AHatVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HrNZJ6Aqzlc/s1600/P1040349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509592156238165330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYA4AHatVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HrNZJ6Aqzlc/s400/P1040349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-7260906371643796741?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/7260906371643796741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=7260906371643796741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7260906371643796741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/7260906371643796741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/cable-car-picture-of-day-140810.html' title='Cable Car - Picture of the Day 14/08/10'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THYA4AHatVI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HrNZJ6Aqzlc/s72-c/P1040349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-172314008153781335</id><published>2010-08-26T05:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:47:29.815Z</updated><title type='text'>Cavtat</title><content type='html'>Cavtat (Tsavtat) is a small resort about an hour boat ride from Dubrovnik. We had the option of staying here and while it is very nice I am glad we did not stay there and were only a stones throw from the old city as it allowed you to go for a meal or a stroll rather than being dictated to by when the boats were leaving. The other option was to own your own boat and drift down the coast to the city for the evening. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509590537013308002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX_ZwCIKmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nx_opyWyuvc/s400/P1040301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-172314008153781335?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/172314008153781335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=172314008153781335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/172314008153781335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/172314008153781335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/cavtat.html' title='Cavtat'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX_ZwCIKmI/AAAAAAAAAg0/nx_opyWyuvc/s72-c/P1040301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-2707143535328911061</id><published>2010-08-26T05:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:40:23.211Z</updated><title type='text'>Invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The city walls might have been quite successful at keeping out medieval invaders but the ships that arrive now still provide an invasion that it is best to try and avoid. Some cruise ships are nicer than others but either way only having five or six hours in a location means it is not the type of holiday I would particularly enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX-Bdf0C7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/WDzEAnR3JxU/s1600/P1040321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509589020209056690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX-Bdf0C7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/WDzEAnR3JxU/s400/P1040321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX-Aw8PQPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dgcCVbp_9mg/s1600/P1040192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509589008248684786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX-Aw8PQPI/AAAAAAAAAgk/dgcCVbp_9mg/s400/P1040192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2707143535328911061?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2707143535328911061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2707143535328911061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2707143535328911061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2707143535328911061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/invasion.html' title='Invasion'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX-Bdf0C7I/AAAAAAAAAgs/WDzEAnR3JxU/s72-c/P1040321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-652023213453534561</id><published>2010-08-26T05:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:33:38.613Z</updated><title type='text'>Dubrovnik Aquarium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX8cvAgPZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jB5dylYY4z4/s1600/P1040249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX8cvAgPZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jB5dylYY4z4/s400/P1040249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509587289742785938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only really three reasons for visiting&lt;br /&gt;1. It has a toilet&lt;br /&gt;2. Its cool and shady&lt;br /&gt;3. It's a challenge to take photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The displays could be bigger, the fish more exciting and the more interactive. I felt a bit sorry for the turtle as it did not seen to have enough space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-652023213453534561?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/652023213453534561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=652023213453534561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/652023213453534561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/652023213453534561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/dubrovnik-aquarium.html' title='Dubrovnik Aquarium'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX8cvAgPZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jB5dylYY4z4/s72-c/P1040249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-1983254773822847436</id><published>2010-08-26T04:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-08-26T05:25:12.610Z</updated><title type='text'>Promenading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One evening we went to the more modern part of Dubrovnik. Catching a bus from the hotel we were told to tell the driver Posta Lapad as the place that we wanted to get off. We were merrily driving along when we realised that we were heading out of the centre of town. At the next stop we got off and end up at the other end of the promenade than we intended. This turned out the be good as we walked back from the more remote areas into civilisation as it got dark, We were also in the perfect place to see the sun go down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4CvvyrbI/AAAAAAAAAfk/bPsIZrb5pn8/s1600/P1040264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509582445218016690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4CvvyrbI/AAAAAAAAAfk/bPsIZrb5pn8/s400/P1040264.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4CS7STLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fh3psNLAImw/s1600/P1040263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509582437481598130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4CS7STLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/fh3psNLAImw/s400/P1040263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4BpwdXkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/JDR4wRtNDDM/s1600/P1040262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509582426430332482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4BpwdXkI/AAAAAAAAAfU/JDR4wRtNDDM/s400/P1040262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5fto4YcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/efDM3Fxj09E/s1600/P1040266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509584042379993538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5fto4YcI/AAAAAAAAAfs/efDM3Fxj09E/s400/P1040266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5gInbFqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6UaFNFZ1Gxo/s1600/P1040267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509584049621636770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5gInbFqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/6UaFNFZ1Gxo/s400/P1040267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5gleZmqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/6kbMQYCMMBI/s1600/P1040268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509584057368418978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5gleZmqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/6kbMQYCMMBI/s400/P1040268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5hNb0ZvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/jNZ5IzMCc0I/s1600/P1040269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509584068095010546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5hNb0ZvI/AAAAAAAAAgE/jNZ5IzMCc0I/s400/P1040269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5htYu-AI/AAAAAAAAAgM/T4Cx36Eig1Q/s1600/P1040270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509584076672006146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX5htYu-AI/AAAAAAAAAgM/T4Cx36Eig1Q/s400/P1040270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-1983254773822847436?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/1983254773822847436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=1983254773822847436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1983254773822847436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/1983254773822847436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/promenading.html' title='Promenading'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THX4CvvyrbI/AAAAAAAAAfk/bPsIZrb5pn8/s72-c/P1040264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-2474032962097636475</id><published>2010-08-24T18:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:33:49.927Z</updated><title type='text'>Picture of the Day 13/08/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQPkOjRJuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oKuU-ixJkf4/s1600/P1040211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509045359236687586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQPkOjRJuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oKuU-ixJkf4/s400/P1040211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The iconic thing to do in Dubrovnik is walk the city walls. We started at 8.30 in the morning and by 10.30 it is uncomfortable as the heat reflects off the marble, there are lots of steps and no shade. The views however are worth it whether they are sweeping panoramic shots, guilty snapshots into the lives of the residents or arty shots like the one above contrasting the Orthodox church bells with the red roofs of the typical Venetian cityscape. The mountains form a barren and dramatic backdrop. A must to for any camera fanatic. &lt;br /&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/6610180392425393538-2474032962097636475?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2474032962097636475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2474032962097636475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2474032962097636475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2474032962097636475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/picture-of-day-130810.html' title='Picture of the Day 13/08/10'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQPkOjRJuI/AAAAAAAAAfM/oKuU-ixJkf4/s72-c/P1040211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-6677507936018304767</id><published>2010-08-24T18:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:22:38.851Z</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509042933591828098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQNXCUd5oI/AAAAAAAAAes/VhbWF-r9nsM/s400/P1040370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509042950349216914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQNYAvvXJI/AAAAAAAAAe8/rmH8Qy219PQ/s400/P1030859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQNXjifMtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OtZeV9VdFd8/s1600/P1040202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509042942509003474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQNXjifMtI/AAAAAAAAAe0/OtZeV9VdFd8/s400/P1040202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There were lots of pigeons, swifts, swallows and martins but very few sea gulls. At one point the swallows were swooping down and taking a drink from the surface of the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6610180392425393538-6677507936018304767?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/6677507936018304767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=6677507936018304767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6677507936018304767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/6677507936018304767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQNXCUd5oI/AAAAAAAAAes/VhbWF-r9nsM/s72-c/P1040370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-2536412963817336574</id><published>2010-08-24T17:51:00.008Z</published><updated>2010-08-24T18:14:50.436Z</updated><title type='text'>City lay out</title><content type='html'>Each end has a gate - this is the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ploce&lt;/span&gt; Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQJR_HvqII/AAAAAAAAAeE/7MeUIbzPCj4/s1600/P1040092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509038448787302530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQJR_HvqII/AAAAAAAAAeE/7MeUIbzPCj4/s400/P1040092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubrovnik has a main street called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stradun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQIz0xnkRI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3xFcHJ1AkPw/s1600/P1040180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509037930614067474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQIz0xnkRI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3xFcHJ1AkPw/s400/P1040180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the East is up hill and there is a tangled maze of streets and steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQJ6IeEB1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/zYbKo7QDliU/s1600/P1040121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509039138491598674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQJ6IeEB1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/zYbKo7QDliU/s400/P1040121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the West are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; open areas as it is flat so there is the church of St &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Blaise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQKQjX_0zI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5GDDlMfq6qI/s1600/P1040097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509039523671036722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQKQjX_0zI/AAAAAAAAAeU/5GDDlMfq6qI/s400/P1040097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the harbour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQK1P-ulNI/AAAAAAAAAec/nrqdSWya02I/s1600/P1040218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509040154119935186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQK1P-ulNI/AAAAAAAAAec/nrqdSWya02I/s400/P1040218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the outside are the walls which would have deterred me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQLvPs78bI/AAAAAAAAAek/nxlKc3wEWq4/s1600/P1040185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509041150477726130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQLvPs78bI/AAAAAAAAAek/nxlKc3wEWq4/s400/P1040185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-2536412963817336574?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/2536412963817336574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=2536412963817336574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2536412963817336574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/2536412963817336574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/city-lay-out.html' title='City lay out'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQJR_HvqII/AAAAAAAAAeE/7MeUIbzPCj4/s72-c/P1040092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6610180392425393538.post-5367857901126170228</id><published>2010-08-24T17:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:51:02.589Z</updated><title type='text'>Dubrovnik</title><content type='html'>Dubrovnik is a lovely place to visit in the Spring and the Autumn but the heat makes it less pleasant in the Summer and makes the need to get into water very important. On our first full day in Dubrovnik we went to the island of Lokren in the bay and after an aborted attempt to walk to thr summit we headed for the sea. There are not really beaches bit rather a set of rocks with a ladder into the sea. This means that the boring bit of wading out till you get to a deep point is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lokren is a lovely island and has a numerb of "wild " peacocks roaming left over from when Archduke Ferdinand Maximilian Joseph of Austria as in charge and they had a large number of medium sized chicks. Some of the bolder one came hunting for fruit amongst the sun bathers although a small child and a stone gave one a nasty suprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQGZmq-D8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/oFvS2FWIu98/s1600/P1040156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQGZmq-D8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/oFvS2FWIu98/s400/P1040156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509035281128230850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6610180392425393538-5367857901126170228?l=notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/feeds/5367857901126170228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6610180392425393538&amp;postID=5367857901126170228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5367857901126170228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6610180392425393538/posts/default/5367857901126170228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsurewhattowrite2.blogspot.com/2010/08/dubrovnik.html' title='Dubrovnik'/><author><name>Gum Motermower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476164752524102601</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GwcLY8DqZDs/THQGZmq-D8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/oFvS2FWIu98/s72-c/P1040156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
