<?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-9886749</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:43:29.194Z</updated><title type='text'>take a walk in my head</title><subtitle type='html'>what's to say? this is gonna be a zone where i can offload all those wierd and wonderful thoughts cramming up my already full head :) hee hee here you get a glimpse into my world and i hope you enjoy!! </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-2422403583366521495</id><published>2008-06-08T17:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:03:26.725Z</updated><title type='text'>Celeste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/dnbdKLfcRDU" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/dnbdKLfcRDU" height="350" width="425" autostart="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Celeste singing at our wedding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-2422403583366521495?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/2422403583366521495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=2422403583366521495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/2422403583366521495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/2422403583366521495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2008/06/celeste.html' title='Celeste'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-1684877047569892243</id><published>2007-08-02T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:20:48.929Z</updated><title type='text'>... argh!!!!! ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;hello hello i know i haven't blogged in time but stuff and nonsense and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;! so.. first up, for those of you who've been living in a box on the dark side of the moon under a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mahoosive&lt;/span&gt; rock.. I'm engaged!! yup me, miss anti commitment herself.. so there.. Andy proposed to me in April and it's been GO GO GO! since then.. I'm so excited..however, since we got engaged &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; barely slept a wink.. the first few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dys&lt;/span&gt; were spent dazzled while gazing at my beautiful ring.. he picked it himself.. ooh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt; it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lurrvly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RrJSPp5cwGI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVBoQAvevv8/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RrJSPp5cwGI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVBoQAvevv8/s320/Image057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094224557407780962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;then i sat up realising just how HUGE a task organising a wedding was.. then i had to plan an party to celebrate the engagement.. then came the budgeting.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eeeeeek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;toni&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;debbie&lt;/span&gt; sorted us out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;witht&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;funtion&lt;/span&gt; room at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;brindley&lt;/span&gt; for the bash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chrissy&lt;/span&gt; and jay sang.. it was fab.. we broke out the chocolate fountain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hairybod&lt;/span&gt; got me, with hilarious results, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;andy's&lt;/span&gt; dad (ahem) was found with a straw in it at one point! this was my superb prezzie off of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;girlies&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RrJTxZ5cwHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hsAFjEPdzXk/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RrJTxZ5cwHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hsAFjEPdzXk/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094226236739993714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;since then it's been running smoothly.. we've been so blessed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;prsents&lt;/span&gt;, help, and people offering to pitch in.. we have seen over the past few months just how loved we are, it's amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I've already decided that I'm not in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;persuit&lt;/span&gt; of a perfect wedding, cause i don't think it exists and i can't understand why anyone would want to put themselves through that much stress searching for it! So here i am all determined not to be some neurotic bride from hell, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;inspite&lt;/span&gt; of the new cocktail of hormones &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; being given by the hospital &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty pleased to say that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; done quite well.. that's not to say there haven't been blips.. however, this has come at a price, my subconscious is stepping in when my will power has no control..that's right, during my sleep.. so for your amusement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; decided to document:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NIGHTMARES OF A STRUNG OUT BRIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#1 i turn up at this gorgeous venue, loads of friends and people turn up and start milling around.. next thing i know someone is wearing my wedding dress and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; being ushered to sit down and shush.. i begin to protest to no avail and have to sit and watch someone else have my wedding right put from under me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#2 the morning of my wedding, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; excited, i even felt that mad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt; rush in my stomach ans i say to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;elly&lt;/span&gt; "it's my wedding day!!" to which she smiles and replies "yeah, I've got to admit I'm not as excited as i hoped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; be.. i thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; feel different" way to knock the wind out of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#3 we decide to bring the wedding forward 6 months so we can have it on a bank holiday, it's a mad rush, frantically trying to get to the church, drive past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt; who's going in the wrong direction and has decided he'd prefer to go skating instead of to the wedding.. get to the church and there is an entire bridal party already outside.. i panic, have we got the wrong day.. but phew, no they're &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;queuing&lt;/span&gt; for the church next door.. i race into our church and start trying to get ready but it just isn't going right..eventually the minister is yelling for me to come down the aisle, so i wind up skidding down the tiles with no shoes on and my feet all knotted in the netting in my dress! i arrive on the wrong side of the groom but have no time to rectify it.. then we get to the who gives this woman bit.. and my dad refuses to answer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#4 we decide to have the wedding reception a few weeks before the wedding cause we figure we wont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;fit it&lt;/span&gt; all in one day, but we turn up two hours late and are in a hurry, my dress wont fit and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; trying not to be spotted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; cause i don't want him to see me in the dress till the wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#5 turn up to the church not ready, but there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;christening&lt;/span&gt; going on which buys us some time, so we go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;toni's&lt;/span&gt; to get ready, but when we get there the door is locked, she has no key and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;debbie&lt;/span&gt; has gone on holiday for two weeks, and the bridesmaids dresses have turned orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#6 having photos done for wedding, take so long realise ceremony has happened without me! so go straight to the reception, which hasn't been booked properly cause no one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;rsvp'd&lt;/span&gt; so we are all just sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;rond&lt;/span&gt; pub tables and the meals (fray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bentos&lt;/span&gt; pie filling looking things) come out in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;dribs and&lt;/span&gt; drabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;#7 the church service takes three hours cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; won't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; playing on the church x box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;.. so there you have it.. no matter how much you try to keep a lid on it, grizzly bride finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;rears&lt;/span&gt; it's ugly head one way or another..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HOWEVER.. it's catching.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; has now tarted having nightmares.. his have included, the venue catching fire, the bride no being me and a guest hanging themselves!&lt;/span&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/9886749-1684877047569892243?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/1684877047569892243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=1684877047569892243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/1684877047569892243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/1684877047569892243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2007/08/argh.html' title='... argh!!!!! ...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RrJSPp5cwGI/AAAAAAAAADs/CVBoQAvevv8/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-5635216947054006693</id><published>2007-03-06T09:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:08:10.417Z</updated><title type='text'>this one's for becky and elly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/Re28DoTAXZI/AAAAAAAAADg/RS9-Enl6JTA/s1600-h/maltesers_350x236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/Re28DoTAXZI/AAAAAAAAADg/RS9-Enl6JTA/s320/maltesers_350x236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038890328640216466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Thanks to the magic people on the wonder wonder web who post up random gumph (and elly's fab idea of check out youtube) I FOUND THE MALTESERS ADVERT!!!! so below is the link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nyPrxD21p6g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I watched it last night and went all squishy and mulchy.. it's not quite like i remembered it but hey! i was a kid!! I was so the girl dancing on the ceiling in this ad.. it's nice to know I wasn't loosing my marbles heehee.. no doubt some of you will fail to catch the magic but that's ok.. anyhow ENJOY!&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/9886749-5635216947054006693?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/5635216947054006693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=5635216947054006693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/5635216947054006693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/5635216947054006693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-ones-for-becky-and-elly.html' title='this one&apos;s for becky and elly!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/Re28DoTAXZI/AAAAAAAAADg/RS9-Enl6JTA/s72-c/maltesers_350x236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-4517643806842242300</id><published>2007-02-14T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T22:22:09.355Z</updated><title type='text'>where where where where's elly??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;yes yes i know (those of you old enough) that it seem's i've ripped off a book we all knew and loved as kids but you see greg and I seem to have misplaced elly! she was here a minute ago! i know she was!! but we have searched high and low.. all over the flat and we can't find her.. can you help??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So.. this is what she looks like for those of you who have forgotten:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFw3wUJvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l8uXz5PIR9E/s1600-h/24elly+in+hall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFw3wUJvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l8uXz5PIR9E/s320/24elly+in+hall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031512283349788402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Maybe she's hiding under the computer desk???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxHwUJwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0DpY_RyxB3Q/s1600-h/DSC01598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxHwUJwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0DpY_RyxB3Q/s320/DSC01598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031512287644755714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;.....Nope not under there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxHwUJxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/O5slsOc7cuQ/s1600-h/DSC01599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxHwUJxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/O5slsOc7cuQ/s320/DSC01599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031512287644755730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.......Greg thinks maybe she fell down the toilet.., (she is pretty thin!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxXwUJyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pbepxn1ko7Q/s1600-h/DSC01600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxXwUJyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Pbepxn1ko7Q/s320/DSC01600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031512291939723042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;....Nope not down the loo ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxnwUJzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/10Uh7_p_fwg/s1600-h/DSC01601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFxnwUJzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/10Uh7_p_fwg/s320/DSC01601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031512296234690354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perhaps she's taking a verrrrrry long shower?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHC3wUJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A_bbyw5Fcyk/s1600-h/DSC01602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHC3wUJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA0/A_bbyw5Fcyk/s320/DSC01602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031513692099061570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;... perhaps not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHC3wUJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/uLHLwweypYc/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHC3wUJ1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/uLHLwweypYc/s320/DSC01603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031513692099061586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no elly in there.... just a naughty andy waiting to jusmp out and cause trouble!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOKBXwUJ_I/AAAAAAAAACM/Sz4DtS9-1TU/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOKBXwUJ_I/AAAAAAAAACM/Sz4DtS9-1TU/s320/DSC01610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031516964864141298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;good idea greg! things are forever getting lost down the back of the sofa!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDHwUJ2I/AAAAAAAAABE/JJh5G1rvbW0/s1600-h/DSC01604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDHwUJ2I/AAAAAAAAABE/JJh5G1rvbW0/s320/DSC01604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031513696394028898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.. not elly though ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDXwUJ3I/AAAAAAAAABM/fpkNZLcPE8Y/s1600-h/DSC01605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDXwUJ3I/AAAAAAAAABM/fpkNZLcPE8Y/s320/DSC01605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031513700688996210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;maybe she's hiding in the airing cupboard?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDnwUJ4I/AAAAAAAAABU/CBzom3dfT-Y/s1600-h/DSC01606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOHDnwUJ4I/AAAAAAAAABU/CBzom3dfT-Y/s320/DSC01606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031513704983963522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;nope... not there either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIynwUJ5I/AAAAAAAAABc/giu6RQmk4sA/s1600-h/DSC01607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIynwUJ5I/AAAAAAAAABc/giu6RQmk4sA/s320/DSC01607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031515611949442962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;greg wonders if she went to get some food but carelessly let the freezer lid shut on herself... she'll be cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIy3wUJ6I/AAAAAAAAABk/yrr9hzuiPRU/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIy3wUJ6I/AAAAAAAAABk/yrr9hzuiPRU/s320/DSC01608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031515616244410274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;....not in there either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIzHwUJ7I/AAAAAAAAABs/M-N9xrCHkY8/s1600-h/DSC01609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOIzHwUJ7I/AAAAAAAAABs/M-N9xrCHkY8/s320/DSC01609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031515620539377586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;we just don't know where she could be... can you help???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOKBXwUJ-I/AAAAAAAAACE/C0M37yj5lK4/s1600-h/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOKBXwUJ-I/AAAAAAAAACE/C0M37yj5lK4/s320/DSC01613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031516964864141282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-4517643806842242300?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/4517643806842242300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=4517643806842242300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/4517643806842242300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/4517643806842242300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2007/02/where-where-where-wheres-elly.html' title='where where where where&apos;s elly??'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0DeXwk0kUHk/RdOFw3wUJvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/l8uXz5PIR9E/s72-c/24elly+in+hall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-117062963699200880</id><published>2007-02-04T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:37:50.874Z</updated><title type='text'>the most awesome thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OK i meant to blog about htis a week ago when it happened but I got to work and was swamped and then i had the whole andy interview panic so i didn't get round to it as soon as i had meant to.. but that's a reason not an excuse!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;so anyhow.. i have a car, as you're all aware and when i was a rich student i used to buy pre-mixed washer fluid..i never had a problem with washer jets freezing in the winter, until the car whisperer topped up my washer fluid with water thinking it was a bit too strong and not realising that i was in fact using ready-mix.. anyhow the tightening of finances over the last 12 months has meant that on discovering concentrated washer fluid (and how cheap it is!) i've started to use that.. winter has rolled round and it has come to my attention that the designers at fiat thought their cars would only be sold to the rich folk who could afford pre-mix washer fluid because, not only have they made the washer jets out of metal (renowned for getting VERY cold) but they've also left them completely exposed on the top of the bonnet so that when it freezes over so do they! So I defreezed my car, cleared the windscreen and tried the jets.. big whirring noise... but nothing ack! after a bit i saw something coming out of the end of the jets. looking closer i noticed it was ice! time was ticking and i needed to get myself going otherwise i was going to be incredibly late.. so i set off thinking they'd thaw out soon enough and i'd be ok.. my mistake.. cause of course when it freezes over the good men from the council salt and grit the roads..so my screen was getting a bit on the salty side.. tried my jets but still nothing.. much frantic praying ensued as i carried on to work as traffic was getting heavy and i didn't have tome to stop and try to de-freeze my windscreen wash.. by the same token i couldn't afford not to see!! frantic praying turned to that kind of paniky praying.. you know the kind of please GOD could you just do this for me somehow please please pleeeeeeeease pretty please?????? my logic is the more i chew HIS ear off the quicker HE'll sort it out haha.. anyhow I came round the bend on the A5 to be met by the most whopping big queue of traffic which is highly abnormal and my windscreen was hit with a huge shaft of sunlight.. now a little bit aggrovated i decided to try and reason with GOD "can you not see now why I need you to sort the washer jets out hmm? that sunlight is all over my windscreen and all i can see is salt! not to mention this traffic is moving so slowly i wont have time to stop and sort it out, I'll be late for work!" (was pretty much how it went..then i looked again.. and the penny dropped.. the whopping shaft of sunlight that i'd been so put out by was in fact lying directly in my washer jets and as i sat in the traffic i watched a patch of ice encircling my jets melt away and sure enough within a couple of minutes the windscreen wash was flowing freely.. GOD must have been shaking HIS head as the realisation began to set in.. and i was like oh right doh now i get it . sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;It's amazing how something so small and seemingly insignificant can demonstarate the gargantuan heart of GOD for HIS kids.. I was so touched by it i couldn't help telling people at work all day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-117062963699200880?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/117062963699200880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=117062963699200880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/117062963699200880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/117062963699200880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2007/02/most-awesome-thing.html' title='the most awesome thing...'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-115334913822281156</id><published>2006-07-19T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-24T11:57:53.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/DSC00088.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/DSC00088.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luke&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-115334913822281156?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/115334913822281156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=115334913822281156&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/115334913822281156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/115334913822281156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/07/luke.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-115334878863725917</id><published>2006-07-19T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:39:48.713Z</updated><title type='text'>how warm is luke??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;following a conversation with greg, andy and his dad about the difference in temperature between my tap water and the cooper's the question arose.. how warm is luke?? how i hear you ask as you scratch your befuddled bonses.. well bryan stated that his water was &lt;em&gt;luke&lt;/em&gt; warm,.. a common pharse we all accept without thinking..however how warm is luke so that we actuially know what we are gaging when we say something is luke warm.. and why not john or greg or cathy even? we need to know how warm luke is so we can be assured we are being accurate when we say it is luke warm, after all we don't want to be saying things are luke warm when actually they are only john warm! people i hope you are all as concerned as me! so what i propose is we measure the temperature of Luke when he is cold, neutral and warm over a period of weeks (scientific this!) until we settle on the average luke warm temperature.. so then we can say when something is luke warm and know we're right! what ya think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-115334878863725917?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/115334878863725917/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114487892969258913</id><published>2006-04-12T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:55:29.703Z</updated><title type='text'>oh yeh and this is all the loot! haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/640/DSC01351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/320/DSC01351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt; i was over my weight limit OOPSIE! but shopping was fun!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114487892969258913?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114487892969258913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114487892969258913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114487892969258913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114487892969258913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-yeh-and-this-is-all-loot-haha.html' title='oh yeh and this is all the loot! haha'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483881397758734</id><published>2006-04-12T10:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:46:53.990Z</updated><title type='text'>new york new york!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well thank you greg for your post re my photos..i note you neglected to mention that i left for NY under threat of leg breakage if i didnt fill the moemory stick on the camera with shots of new york for you to see! yes ladies and gents the truth is now out!! i took so so many photos, how many times do you get the opportunity to got to new york for £86 (in my experience once so far!) and to be honest the photos don't do it justice! nor do words..the place is out of this world! it's so awe inspiring..and in all truth until you experience it yourself you just wont know what i'm babbling about..anyhow i've posted a bunch o pictures for you to peruse..i'm presently collecting everyone else's pictures who went with us so i can put together a cd with everyone's perspective..it's interesting coz you can see the highlight of their trip based on the shots..me? i loved it all! anyway less talking more looking! have a look see what you think..if you wanna see more (haha if you dare!) by all means ask and i'll send u some..but these are the best ones i think .. enjoy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483881397758734?l=catjb.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483837238274532</id><published>2006-04-12T10:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:39:32.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage9.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage9.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more stuff and nonsense&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483837238274532?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483837238274532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483837238274532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483837238274532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483837238274532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-stuff-and-nonsense.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483835064041870</id><published>2006-04-12T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:39:10.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage8.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage8.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical ny sights&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483835064041870?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483835064041870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483835064041870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483835064041870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483835064041870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/typical-ny-sights.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483832792137249</id><published>2006-04-12T10:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:38:47.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage7.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage7.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;general messing about&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483832792137249?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483832792137249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483832792137249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483832792137249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483832792137249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/general-messing-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483830016611900</id><published>2006-04-12T10:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:09:36.286Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;statute of liberty..smaller than you think hee hee &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483830016611900?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483830016611900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483830016611900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483830016611900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483830016611900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/statute-of-liberty.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483827480322419</id><published>2006-04-12T10:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:37:54.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage5.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage5.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empire state..it's higher than u think!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483827480322419?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483827480322419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483827480322419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483827480322419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483827480322419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/empire-state.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483824648867338</id><published>2006-04-12T10:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:37:26.486Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage4.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage4.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit o jogging NOT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483824648867338?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483824648867338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483824648867338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483824648867338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483824648867338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/bit-o-jogging-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483822635109969</id><published>2006-04-12T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:37:06.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage3.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage3.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bright lights&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483822635109969?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483822635109969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483822635109969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483822635109969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483822635109969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/bright-lights.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483820992182555</id><published>2006-04-12T10:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:36:49.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage2.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage2.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockerfella centre&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483820992182555?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483820992182555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483820992182555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483820992182555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483820992182555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/rockerfella-centre.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483818839894224</id><published>2006-04-12T10:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:36:28.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage1.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage1.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uniforms&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483818839894224?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483818839894224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483818839894224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483818839894224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483818839894224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/uniforms.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114483817066896564</id><published>2006-04-12T10:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:36:10.703Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from the plane&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114483817066896564?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114483817066896564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114483817066896564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483817066896564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114483817066896564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/04/view-from-plane.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322680610432774</id><published>2006-03-24T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:00:06.106Z</updated><title type='text'>start spreading the news bam bada bah! etc</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;for those of you who've been living under a rock the past however long this is to let you know that on sunday i'm jetting off to new york for a few days!! ahhhh i can't wait :D we fly out at six (yuck) but then its gonna be awesome..i've never been to the states  it's somewhere i've always wanted to go.. i'll take pleanty pictures so you can have a gander once i'm home.. on the itinerary is the empire state buliding at dusk so we can see the lights come on over the city, museum of modern art, gugenheim, statue of liberty, ground zero and shopping! i also want to hail a cab at some point and have a walk through central park :) i picked up the dollars the other day and it feels like monopoly money..i asked the woman if she was certain they were real (she was less than amused!) so yeah..i wont be blogging for a while but once i'm home i'll try and remember to..oh and fyi the britny spears stomach has gone out the window!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322680610432774?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322680610432774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322680610432774&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322680610432774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322680610432774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/start-spreading-news-bam-bada-bah-etc.html' title='start spreading the news bam bada bah! etc'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322641342845826</id><published>2006-03-24T18:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:53:33.456Z</updated><title type='text'>peter peter pancake eater and stuboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;forever ago i gave mention to pete and stu..two lads who i'm at college with..they are absolutly fantastic and from another planet! the make colege so much fun they are so random and wild i just felt the need to hail them..so below they're pictured..pete is the top photos, a triplet, and though he's quiet don't be fooled, he's prone to random outbursts of crazy antics.. stu pictured below looking like something off of upworld (if any of you remember it?!) is like a little wierd noises turets sufferer, he has me laughing so hard it hurts! they are both tru diamond gems and if you ever see them in the street run over and hug them then run off without a word! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322641342845826?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322641342845826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322641342845826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322641342845826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322641342845826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/peter-peter-pancake-eater-and-stuboy.html' title='peter peter pancake eater and stuboy'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322603950014706</id><published>2006-03-24T18:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:47:19.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage4.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage4.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pete an stu&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322603950014706?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322603950014706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322603950014706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322603950014706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322603950014706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/pete-stu.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322589114082284</id><published>2006-03-24T18:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:44:51.156Z</updated><title type='text'>the power of good lighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most of you know i do modelling for the francesco group..we recently did a shoot under the title of glam goth.. we spent most of the day in makeup and i was knackered! it was great fun as always and gary took the photos, he's a really talented photographer check out his work at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garywilliamsphotography.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.garywilliamsphotography.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ..i took some pics on my phone to show elly the makeup when i got home, however i now have copies of the actual photos..the difference is unreal! and no before you ask there has been no airbrushing! :D hope you like..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322589114082284?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322589114082284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322589114082284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322589114082284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322589114082284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/power-of-good-lighting_24.html' title='the power of good lighting'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322542170650790</id><published>2006-03-24T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:37:01.723Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage3.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage3.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322542170650790?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322542170650790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322542170650790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322542170650790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322542170650790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/before.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322535796040437</id><published>2006-03-24T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:35:57.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power of good lighting&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322535796040437?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322535796040437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322535796040437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322535796040437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322535796040437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/power-of-good-lighting.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322515171802188</id><published>2006-03-24T18:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:32:31.746Z</updated><title type='text'>skinny d</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday was my lil bro's birthday skinny d aka david.. there are so many dave's in our circel of friends they all seem to have a nickname!! scott and the boys arranged for a reserved area and si and big dave (see what i mean!?!) did a graffiti banner for him.. we had an ace night and david looked wicked! he's recently been nicknamed by his gf's mates as 'cat's mafia boyfriend!' have a look at the pics see if you agree :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322515171802188?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322515171802188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322515171802188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322515171802188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322515171802188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/skinny-d.html' title='skinny d'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322495652079431</id><published>2006-03-24T18:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:29:16.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage1.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage1.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday snaps&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322495652079431?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322495652079431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322495652079431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322495652079431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322495652079431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-snaps.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322410618135296</id><published>2006-03-24T18:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:15:06.203Z</updated><title type='text'>ah my beret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i was so gutted when we got back from soul survivor this year because i thought i'd lost my beret..i got it for £1 and i love it! it's now becoming an advertisement for local bands with badges..so far i have humanzi and adrenaline on there.. people are accusing me of being a communst coz the badges both have stars on and the more educated heckler hollers Che Guevara as i pass..however i'm not an argentine marxist revolutionary nor am i dead! (&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevara"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Che_Guevara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) anyhow its also a v popular beret and many varied people like to try it on..here are a few pictured below..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;greg-sarah-stu-rob-ed&lt;/strong&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/9886749-114322410618135296?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322410618135296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322410618135296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322410618135296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322410618135296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/ah-my-beret.html' title='ah my beret'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322360728447455</id><published>2006-03-24T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:06:47.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect the beret&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322360728447455?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322360728447455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322360728447455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322360728447455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322360728447455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/respect-beret.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322316036495827</id><published>2006-03-24T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:59:20.426Z</updated><title type='text'>new addition to the Johnson-bell family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my brother (david) and my mum were sat talking recently, discussing the house, how nice the new decor was looking etc and wondering what next.. they decided that a dog was a good idea! so off to the kennels they went, and they returned with fry! a pit bull/mastif cross who had been abandoned..he is loopy, gorgeous very affectionate and highly disobedient! but cute! he's a far cry from penny the miniature jack russell who used to sleep all day and was more like a cat than a dog.. fry greegs you by bowling you over and then chewing any garment that hangs close enough to his nose he thinks scarvs are a chewy toy and let go is code for tug some more and chew it to bits! the newly painted walls are covered in scrape lines where he dreags his bones across them and mum's favourite cream rug has become his blanket..he has a great personality but is daft as a brush..a real handful but well worth it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322316036495827?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322316036495827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322316036495827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322316036495827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322316036495827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-addition-to-johnson-bell-family.html' title='new addition to the Johnson-bell family'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322273965329201</id><published>2006-03-24T17:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:52:19.660Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage1.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage1.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fry&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322273965329201?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322273965329201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322273965329201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322273965329201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322273965329201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/fry.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322261066371657</id><published>2006-03-24T17:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:50:10.700Z</updated><title type='text'>BANDS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;righty ho peeps..while i've not been blogging i've been busily watching many and varied bands..some truly ace who i'd like to share with you.. first up is hey pablo! comedy genious and very talented.. we saw them at the barfly the other week and i think greg enjoyed it as much as me.. you can check them out and give them a listen at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/heypablo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.myspace.com/heypablo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt; they are much better live so consider that when you're listening..hopefully they'll be playing the wharf soon so keep an eye out.. second is madame legal heavy ish ace guitar riffs and really enjoyable to watch..they'll be playing the wharf on the 1st April and no it's not a joke! the demo is out shortly but you can hear a couple of tracks on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/madamelegal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.myspace.com/madamelegal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt; top notch group of guys.. i wouls like to make clear that i'm aware i've just dished out two myspace addresses and as much as i hate myspace (aka emo flirt.com) they are good for bands, well they're good for good bands! haha finally i know you are all familiar with adrenaline now but good news!! they just got signed! i'm so happy for them, the website is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adrenaline.has.it"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;www.adrenaline.has.it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt; there's a video and all sorts of tracks to check out, there are also a list of gigs coming up, we're aiming to go to the rose gig on the 7th solet me or greg know if you wanna, it's £4..if you check any of them out lemme know what you think :) ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322261066371657?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322261066371657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322261066371657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322261066371657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322261066371657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/bands.html' title='BANDS!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322201597361023</id><published>2006-03-24T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:40:15.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/collage.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/collage.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who didn't have the pelasure this is nick..mr ned's daddy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322201597361023?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322201597361023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322201597361023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322201597361023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322201597361023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-those-of-you-who-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322175074012216</id><published>2006-03-24T17:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:35:50.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/640/IMAGE_066.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/284/3539/320/IMAGE_066.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ned!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322175074012216?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322175074012216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322175074012216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322175074012216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322175074012216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-ned_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-114322174914675328</id><published>2006-03-24T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:36:09.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Mr Ned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Right! forever ago (september last year) i said i'd post picutres of Mr ned once i got some, and i had some ace ones, then my phone died and the new one didnt take good pict.. so recently courtasy o greg i have a new spv and tarantaraaaa i have a picture of mr ned for you..he's a lil difficult to make out it's the spotty thing in the bottom of the picture.. he's just shedhis second skin! woohoo and he's obviously entering adolescence because he wouldn't pose! he used to stand up the glass crying out to be photographed..so it's either teen tantrums or nick rubbing off on him! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-114322174914675328?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/114322174914675328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=114322174914675328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322174914675328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/114322174914675328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-ned.html' title='Mr Ned!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113941987639953353</id><published>2006-02-08T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:34:54.470Z</updated><title type='text'>They didn't die in vein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/640/Big_blade_fuse_blownWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/320/Big_blade_fuse_blownWEB.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113941987639953353?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113941987639953353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113941987639953353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113941987639953353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113941987639953353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/02/they-didnt-die-in-vein.html' title='They didn&apos;t die in vein'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113941973726658296</id><published>2006-02-08T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:28:57.286Z</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I meant to add to my last post that it took me about 100 miles of the journey before i stopped looking out of the back of the truck and thinking to myself grief that car behind us is close! and then a second later realising it was infact my LC (who looked so small and dwarfed bythe truck, bless) and that for me to be able to see another car on our level that close it'd have to be flying! DOH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113941973726658296?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113941973726658296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113941973726658296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113941973726658296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113941973726658296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/02/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113936000661893533</id><published>2006-02-07T23:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:53:57.786Z</updated><title type='text'>death toll rests at 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hidi hi ladies and gents howdy do? for all of u a lil puzled by the title of my blog i'll now explain..as per usual i have a great excuse for not blogging! my beautiful baby has been being very cantancerous and has decided to take a dislike to fuses..by that i mean she's chewing them up and spitting them out! At a great rate of knotts! However she decided to start messing me about just as i set off for hastings to see papa.. i think she's getting lazy.. we went through 4 fuses before she chilled out and then I got to hastings no more dramas (yay i wont the battle of the will!!) I had a few days with dad, LC had a long rest and should have recouperated..i set off for home on saturday so i could be back for greg's borthday..LC had other ideas, cretin blew another fuse, dad decided it was a sign i should stay, i disagreed with that but decided maybe setting off that nght was unwise LC 1 Cathy 1.. Next day we put new fuses in, she spat them, so we called Mr RAC..he drove her up the road, down the roadm, reversed everything he could think of..she stayed sweet and didnt blow a fuse! Naughty car! Mr RAC having only the blown shells of 6 fuses to go on ararnged for recovery to get me home as the fuse LC was takig a dislike to had my brak lights, indicators, reverse lights, fuel gagae and temperature gage on (kinda important!!)&lt;br /&gt;So mr Bill Knight of Rye recovery to the rescue..lazy lc on the back and me in the cab.. LC 2 cathy 1..&lt;br /&gt;Took about four hours for us to get back by which time greg's dinner could've taken place 3 times! Me and bill had a lufly chat and to be honest i was sort of relieved not to have to drive, plus it saved me some fule.. We saw a de lorian on the way back (back to the future car) it was so cool..later we saw it on the hard shoulder haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyhew, LC got off the truck and blew the fuse! GRRRRR I've tried not to drive her cause it's costing a fortune in fuses plus it results in having to pull over and replace a fuse mid-journey..it got really frustrating too cause there's no flippin method in her madness..one journey can blow 4 fuses and then next time not even one!&lt;br /&gt;The puzzled car whisperer came over and LC continued to play up..when we woggled the wheel (which is the technical term) it blew so he left to think..&lt;br /&gt;Tonight he returned triumpjhant! The brake light wire was bare and rubbing on something in the steering column, so he's fixed it and we're back on the road. So the scores on the doors are LC 19 fuses 0 and Cathy 1 LC 2 Car whisperer 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113936000661893533?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113936000661893533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113936000661893533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113936000661893533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113936000661893533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2006/02/death-toll-rests-at-19.html' title='death toll rests at 19'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113572615088967828</id><published>2005-12-27T23:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:29:10.906Z</updated><title type='text'>it's that time of year again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeah its the end of the year..or the optimistic view the start of a new year wooohooo!!! anyway that time (whatever you want to call it) is fast approaching so it's time for the age old tradition of new years resolutions..promises you publicly announce and NEVER keep (or is that just me?!!?) i usualy find i get to the end of the year, look back and think hmm what would i have changed? what can i improve on and i ALWAYS come up withthe same flippin thing! i know we're supposed to learn from these things but there you go..each year i decide i'd really like a stomach like britney spears (not since the baby) it spawned from a nights boredom where i watched her do a live show and she had an ace figure and an ironing board flat stomach..however i usually make this resolution to roars of laughter as everyone who knows me will know that i passionatly hate the idea of the gym, i have set foot in one twice and flaked after 5 mins so once again unless i'm gonna undergo plastic surgery i'm not lookin like i'm gonna achieve it but least i've made one right :) it's not the winning but the taking part that counts hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113572615088967828?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113572615088967828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113572615088967828&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113572615088967828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113572615088967828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-that-time-of-year-again.html' title='it&apos;s that time of year again..'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113564959674650753</id><published>2005-12-27T02:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T02:13:16.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/320/bs67.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is what i'm on about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113564959674650753?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113564959674650753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113564959674650753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113564959674650753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113564959674650753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-what-im-on-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113564889993543575</id><published>2005-12-27T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-27T02:01:39.963Z</updated><title type='text'>napolian dynamite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/640/sq_holding_red_coat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/320/sq_holding_red_coat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113564889993543575?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113564889993543575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113564889993543575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113564889993543575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113564889993543575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/napolian-dynamite.html' title='napolian dynamite'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113562040150211857</id><published>2005-12-26T17:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-26T18:06:41.516Z</updated><title type='text'>and you thought people in walsall dress badly!?!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for those of you who haven't twigged greg and i are ace friends however that doesn't mean we always like the same things..and when it comes to films we are worlds apart!! often you'll find greg doubled up laughing while watching a film and i'll be sitting wondering what he's watching that i'm not cause i'm well and truly unamused..or he'll rave about a film that i thought was diabolical..so last night we took a risk and watched napolian dynamite..greg has seen it and has been urging me to watch it for some time..sure enough within 30 seconds of the film starting greg nearly wet himself as the main character exhaled loudly down his nose..a little puzzled i wondered if he was laughing cause it held relavance later in the film..not so..anyhow i can only say this film is nothing but odd..i really dont know if i enjoyed it or not..i watched it, intrigued and came out feeling way better about my life at the end, but i wasn't sure what it was aiming to achieve as a film..i wouldl advise peole watch it if only for the fact that its the only film in the last decade that hasnt had an ounce of swearing or sex in it anywhere, that in itself makes it unique..apparantly the director was trying to depict a childhood memory of sumers with his grandma and its been filmed solely in idahoe..give it a go..see what u think :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113562040150211857?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113562040150211857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113562040150211857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113562040150211857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113562040150211857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/and-you-thought-people-in-walsall.html' title='and you thought people in walsall dress badly!?!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113561945193374942</id><published>2005-12-26T17:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-26T17:50:51.953Z</updated><title type='text'>here she is my pretty lil motor!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/339/740/640/IMAGE_00238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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Oh and thank you to everyone for my cards and presents :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's also time to say happy birthday to my beloved scarlet ferrari as we've been together for one magical year now..yes we've had our dramas, bumps, bangs and scrapes (not all my fault!) but we are still going strong..she has even been through her MOT this week and it seems the key to success is not to blow the engine (save that for someone else's car!!) the clutch is merrily widdling fluid but its all good aparantly..and to show her just how much i love her we've finally found a rear wiper arm (only took a year!!) so merry christmas everyone and hapy new year!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113560870332072135?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113560870332072135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113560870332072135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113560870332072135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113560870332072135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christams-everyone-and-happy.html' title='merry christams everyone and happy birthday lc'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113486871303951193</id><published>2005-12-18T01:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:18:33.060Z</updated><title type='text'>lovely lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;While away dad got me listening to marc cohn's album, he did the origianl of walking in memphis.  This song just blew me away..the lyrics are awesome, but if you can get a listen then do cause his voice just melts me..oooh i went all romantic and mushy... it beats most of the lyrics out there at the moment promoting hate, violence, cheating etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope you like it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TRUE COMPANION - MARC COHN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Baby I’ve been searching like everybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Can’t say nothing different about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sometimes I’m an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And sometimes I’m cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And when it comes to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’m just another fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yes, I’ll climb a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’m gonna swim the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;There ain’t no act of God girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Could keep you safe from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My arms are reaching out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Out across this canyon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’m asking you to be my true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;True companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;True companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So don’t you dare and try to walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ve got my heart set on our wedding day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ve got this vision of a girl in white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Made my decision that it’s you allright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And when I take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ll watch my heart set sail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ll take my trembling fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I’ll lift up your veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then I’ll take you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And with wild abandon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Make love to you just like a true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;You are my true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I got a true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;True companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;When the years have done irreparable harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can see us walking slowly arm in arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just like the couple on the corner do’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;cause girl I will always be in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And when I look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ll still see that spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Until the shadows fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Until the room grows dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then when I leave this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ll be with the angels standin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I’ll be out there waiting for my true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just for my true companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;True companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;True companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486871303951193?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486871303951193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486871303951193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486871303951193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486871303951193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/lovely-lyrics.html' title='lovely lyrics'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113486792349125632</id><published>2005-12-18T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:05:23.516Z</updated><title type='text'>cathy strikes again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok so i know i always joke about pulling the wierdos and that but its not always funny..in fact theres a lot of truth in it, but this latest one takes the biscuit..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;was doing a shift at the pub, we were hosting a wedding reception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groom was easy to spot (not coz of the suit) but cause he looked litke a pit bull chewing a wasp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;groom came over and got some drinks, was quite flirty, but i figured it was cause he wanted me to carry his drinks over to where they were sitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later in the night i was glass collecting when the groom strikes again, telling all his friends how great i am, bit embarassed i thanked him and rushed off to the safety of the bar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end of the night i was clearing up..everyone had gone bar the happy couple (who i found out had only met 4 months prevously and most of the family were meeting him for the first time that night!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bride staggers off to get her coat and the groom takes the oppsrtunity to try and get my number! i was like NO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;obvoiusly not getting the message he lunges in and tries for a kiss! i couldnt believe it..apparantly he couldnt believe i was turning him down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not only was he far from my type his new bride was stood no more than a few meters away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tried to reason with him explaining that he was married, he didnt understand that this was a problem so i stormed off and hid until they'd gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one of these days i'm hoping a vaguley 'normal' guy will approach me..i'm just scared i won't know what to do!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486792349125632?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486792349125632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486792349125632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486792349125632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486792349125632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/cathy-strikes-again.html' title='cathy strikes again'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113486717924018016</id><published>2005-12-18T00:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:52:59.256Z</updated><title type='text'>does anyone remeber this?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the other day my sister and i were d/l music and we got a song called dream lover by Bobby Darin..my sister grinned smugly and said i'd rember it as soon as i heard it..sure enough i knew the song but couldn't remeber why..after a bit of useless guessing she told me it was from an old matlesers advert..instantly i rembered it..it was my favourite advert as a kid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl goes into a gallery with her friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's bit bored &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friend wanders off so she sits down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;high on the wall above her is this picture of a guy (very teddy boy looking) gorgeous!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she opens a bag of maltesers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;next the song starts and you see an hand stratch out to her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS THE GUY IN THE PAINTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they then dance all on the walls and ceiling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its so ace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not got a great deal to do with the maltesers i don't suppose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i love it, i turned right back into a kid again talking to elly about it, both of us had loved the advert and had wished we were the girl in it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i didn't think anyone else would remember it, but elly did.. do you?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and secondly if anyone knows where i could find an archive of old advertising i'd love to see if i can find this and watch it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486717924018016?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486717924018016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486717924018016&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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havent yet told you about but they truly are ace..they are:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STU - addicted to blue juice and random twaddle)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PETE - a triplet OOOOH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIM - silent but deadly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAMES DEAN - yes that really is his name! sarcastic to the death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STACE - all bubbly and light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAH - cool as a cucumber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIAM - sound as a roundy pound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAIZAL - words just dont do it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways we used our business studes lesson the other day to come up with a secret santa idea..so the challenge was a 2 day £2 limit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we all put our names in a hat (it wasn't quite hollywood though..each time someone got their own name so after the 20th attempt we were getting bored!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally we got it sorted and went shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ironically on discussing it after we ALL went to pound land and had looked at the same things for one another including cat nip and dog food!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;below are some of the presents:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* make your own mountain bike toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* cabbage patch dolls video&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* 'L' plates (for sarah's wheelchair)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* creamic floor tiles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* modelling balloons &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* a lady shave (for tim)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* mini hoover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* glamour mirror that lights up and talks to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*mini army set&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* camilla parker boulds auto biography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* festive oven gloves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;absolute genious and oh so very funny..a great way to get to know people..i'm gonna suggest it at the office for next year :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486650688240550?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486650688240550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486650688240550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486650688240550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486650688240550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/secret-santa.html' title='secret santa'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113486585000910763</id><published>2005-12-18T00:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:30:50.023Z</updated><title type='text'>confession session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok so monday night after my car was broken into i went out and met up with some friends in walsall..student night at the wharf hehe i flippin love it..now then, usually i'm driving but for OBVIOUS reasons i wasn't..i arrived with a face longer than a wet weekend but people soon set to cheering me up and plying me with drinks..we had a really ace night except the drink went straight to my head!! i so so rarely drink these days..we left at 2am feeling VERY cheery and hungry, so we pootled off to the pizza place..on the way down we saw the walsall cheistams tree..badly decoreted like it is every year..i think they drop the lights from a great height and just leave it! Kieran wanted one of the lights..so i kindly told him i'd get him one..me and cat after many hilarious attempts finally made it over the barrier staright onto our backsides on the other side! we than started clambering up the tree being spiked up the butt by branches as we went..we wound up pinching 6 bulbs and distributing them to delighted passers by..i then went on to text half my phone book about it (sorry to all you confused souls who havent yet text to find out what on earth i was on about!) and that is my night of crime SORRY!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486585000910763?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486585000910763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486585000910763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486585000910763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486585000910763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/confession-session.html' title='confession session'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113486475615961274</id><published>2005-12-17T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:12:37.670Z</updated><title type='text'>seriously folks..you couldn't write this stuff!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wow what an eventful week it's been..i almost don't know where to begin (the start is sensible i suppose!!) sooo here we go (hold on tight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* my dear friend toni runs a pub in birmingham, just off broad st called the james brindly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* she has the most work shy staff i've ever met and was desperatly in need of help over the christmas period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* she called me in a flap and i agreed to lend her a hand (the extra cash semed like a nice bonus prior to christmas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i finished at college on monday and wen over to do a shif at the pub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* it was dead so she let me off early YAY i can go to the wharf for student night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i went to my car and opened the boot cause i needed a coat (it was baltic) and noticed the back seat had fallen down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* stupid old car, its falling apart (i thought as i pulled it back up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i then went to my driver door, which was open! surely i couldnt have been stupid enough not to shut it?!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* unfortunatly no i wasn't stupid..i looked into the car to see it had been ransacked..i looked down to see the handle from the driver seat on the floor (any regular users of my car will know it comes off whenever you try to move the seat!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i went back to the pub white as a ghost and we called the police, and then checked the cctv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* cctv showed me leaving my car at 18.23 (we had a chuckle at how many attempts it took me to park!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* 18.24 a hooded character appears, and breaks in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* anyways my knight in shining armour and his trusty dad came to my rescue and took me home (i was sporting an alice cooper makeup job by this time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* the police kept my car and dusted it for prints the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* got a cracking print off of the door apparantly, lets hope its not mine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* they told me my car was the only one broken into in birmingham that night!! oooh lucky me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* we ascertained that the assailant had been searching for my face off haha that was in my bag tbh!!! and he didn't seem keen on my music collection (teach you to try and steal from a christian!) the only thing he took in the end was a brand new pair of very lovely boots! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* so not only was i the only person to have my car broken into, it was also by some thief with a foot fettish ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* the car got released back to me however the door wasn't shutting due to the way the thief had wrenched the door, so i left it locked up and proceeded to panic as i needed to be in hastings wednesday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* once again greg to the rescue..he put me on the insurance for harriet and told me i could borrow her THANK YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i also had an offer of a car from matt smith (he'll be mopping his brow with relief that i didn't take him up on it at the end of this saga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i set off for hastings wednesday night (slow start cause i took the same wrong turn out of brum twice!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i arrived safe and sound with my dad later that night feeling very blessed..the car simply needed oil before i set off home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* anyways i had the day in hastings with dad did what i needed to filled the car with oil and then set off that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*both me and dad felt uneasy about the return trip but didnt say anything to one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i stopped to get petrol (had to call greg cause i couldnt figure the cap out!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i had a cat nap in oxford cause i was really flagging and i'd spilt my red bull straight down my leg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i set off again..merrily on my way when the oil lamp comes on again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* ok next service station i'll stop me thinks (car thought different)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* suddenly we start loosing power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* hmm not normal, then i hear this almoghty BANG and smoke starts pouring out of the bonnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* oh dear (or words to that effect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i got onto the hard shoulder and remembered the conversation greg and i had had about the fact he has no breakdown cover cause he has the car whisperer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i called - no answer well it was 1am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i phoned my dad who got on the case calling people who might be able to help while i walked to the sos phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* sos phone not working (pants!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* called 999 they gave me the number i needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* spoke to highway patrol, they said they would arrange assistance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* then i get another call about some recovery service or something i was just like yeah sure just come get me cause its cold! (it's now 2am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* sitting on the side of the road feeling cold and scared and a lil annoyed i started crying..to add insult to injury it started to rain!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i know you're not supposed to get back in your car but it was getting beyond a joke and i couldn't sit there any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i'm sitting thinking what next (dangerous thought) the battery died on my phone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* 3am a highway patrol vehicle arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* they didnt have a clue about me and why i was on the hard shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* after a lil radio talk they figured that my recovery was on the m6 wondering where i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i was in fact on the m40 - serious case of crossed wires!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* they rapped me up in foil thingys and called for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* the most miserable rude soul arrived an hour later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* he asked the patrol guys if i had the keys (never spoke to me directly!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* the upshot of the conversation was that it was going to cost £140 to be towed off of the motorway and have the car impounded and then i was to be dropped in lemington spa at the destination of my choice to find my own way home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* all credit to the highway partol they didtry to get him to take me home but all he wanted to do was get rid of me and go to bed, so he dropped e at the police station.he was kind enough to let me charge my phone while we were travelling though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*the police made me a cup of tea while i waited for dean to come get me..i finally walked in my door at 7.30 am - having left hastings at 21.00 the night before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i informed a VERY shocked greg about the whole affair and spoke to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* work were complete cretins and made me go in and work till 7 to make up the time..i had had two hours sleep punctuated by a phone call every 15 mins so needless to say i was cabbaged!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* greg's car will be being collected on moday, more on that as the news arrives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* i managed to get my car back from birmingham today and jame's and his dad stood out in the FREEZING cold and mended the lock so i can use it again WOW!! i'm mobile again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;*and that's the saga of the two cars!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;***CREDITS***&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are a number of ppl who need a big shout out to say thank you for all your help this week so:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* DEAN - for coming and rescuing me from lemington&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* GREG - for being so gracoius even when i blew your car up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* THE CAR WHISPERER - for your continued willingness to help with my car fiascos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* JAMES - you've been a rock!! getting new doors, sendig me silly txts to keep me smiling etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* JAMES' DAD - for coming and fixing my car with james today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* ELLY - for the lifts and coffee!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* KEITH - for taking me to get my motor and your willingness to help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* SKINNY D - all your ideas for how to help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* SCOTT for looking at scrap yards for me (and trying to flog me your car!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* CAT and KIKI for monday night hehe you cheered me up amazingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* TONI - for keeping my motor safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* MATT - for the kind offer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* PAUL B - your text!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;no doubt there are others too but thank you all, i am so so blessed to have such an amazing network of support..I'm so so grateful to GOD for keeping me safe throughout all of this and providing me with such incredible family and friends to help me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113486475615961274?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113486475615961274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113486475615961274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486475615961274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113486475615961274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/12/seriously-folksyou-couldnt-write-this.html' title='seriously folks..you couldn&apos;t write this stuff!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-113259864400635639</id><published>2005-11-21T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:14:08.963Z</updated><title type='text'>she blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi folks not posted in eons..thanks for the prompts..in all honesty i've had a couple of drafts saved for a while now but i just havent finished them..one was this poem that i was so inspired to write when i was brushing my teeth, then i sat at the computer and my mind went blank..it was good honest!! guess you'll just have to take my word for it (i sound like a tenacious d song!)&lt;br /&gt;i've aged since i last posted (stupid comment really of course i have..everyone has!!) it was my birthday, 21 this year! we had quite a quiet birthday cause i'd not long come out of hospital (i'll explain in a mo) but we went for student night on the monday and scott arranged for a cake covered in sparklers to be bought to where we were celebrating!! it was so sweet of him, someone does have some photos..i'll try and post them :) i went out this weekend with my mate to celebrate our birthdays we had a meal and then went to the cinema, we went for ice creams and hannah asked the guy how old he thought we were..i was gutted, he guessed i looked 27! ouch :/maybe it's my new boy hair do! we saw the exorcism of emily rose..we had to sit on the front row so i was bricking it thinking it'd be scary, instead it was just deafening..maybe we were too close up to get the full horror? a good film to see would be charlie and the chocolate factory..johnny depp being a major factor :) the girlies got me a HUGE poster of depp as willy mmm it's gorgeous..so it'll be going up in the loo :) we're revamping the loo at the moment cause all the posters have fallen down boo!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i did another hair show and we went short this time so much so that i've been dubbed kieth at work! these past few weeks have been a real ego crusher!!&lt;br /&gt;had some adventures since my last post including our trip to wales, took two attempts to get there though, the first time we ended up stranded on the m54 (think that's the road to wales?!?) and the car went kaput just after the lights ran out..how convenient!! we made it in the end and had an ace weekend..no surprises that the youths were the winners on the scavenger hunt (its what we do best!) there was an evening with a bonfire, fireworks, popcorn (which wound up on the bonfire) and plenty of sweets..much tomfoolery during the night, but i didn't take part, we had a delightful afternoon with tea and scones ;) we learnt how to make 'proper' tea, and what the lil dish is used for in conjunction with a tea strainer (we had to ask though!!) and other antics..check out greg's blog for more.&lt;br /&gt;i landed myself in hospital, apparently i've torn my left lung, that's what you get for chucking it in the air and catching it i guess! i was the youngest person to be admitted to respiratory care unit, there's a claim to fame to aspire to!! that was heaps of fun, now i'm a flipping space cadet cause they have me on oh so many drugs, including these horse tranquilizer sized things three times a day and six steroids a day..i double up as a maraca :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm into my course now at college..i do monday afternoons, tuesday mornings and all day thursday.my old job gave me a part time contract to suit my course so i do monday mornings, tuesday afternoons and all day friday..so i get thursday to study (aka flake out)&lt;br /&gt;went to se my dad in bournemouth..had a scare on the way back..was driving in the fast lane (you betta believe it!) and i was approaching 100 and the car infront wasn't moving so i took my foot of the accelerator..sensible, except the pedal didnt move eeek i realised my mat had wedged the pedal down..so at 100 i'm scrabbling round the floor of my car to try and move the mat, suddenly it moved and the accelerator lifted the car suddenly slowed down..scary stuff, i shifted into the slow lane after that to chill out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh gotta give a mention to adrenaline &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.adrenaline.cjb.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.adrenaline.cjb.net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; they just won the kerrang unsigned award, and they've recorded some new stuff, so you can check it out online..they're playing a gig this friday, well worth a listen :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm off on my travels again this weekend off to see bobbin in liverpool yay!! and then once i'm back ill be hitting the shops for some serious last minute christmas shopping argh! blood pressure soars just thinking of it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyhew i'm gonna post this before the computer crashes for the squilionth time! and i'll maybe post soon.. ish tatty bye!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-113259864400635639?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/113259864400635639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=113259864400635639&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113259864400635639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/113259864400635639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/11/she-blogs_21.html' title='she blogs'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-112689811542168768</id><published>2005-09-16T19:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-17T16:34:17.346Z</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi..ok so i haven't posted in a while (minor understatement)..i couldn't post for a while as my computer died a death :( but that only covers about a month..the rest of the time urrm well i was busy living?? yeah yeah ok i know regular readers (if u actually exist!?) won't believe that so i guess i had writers block..and i couldn't be bothered! oops sorry, least the truth reared its head in the end hehe.. ok so plenty to fill u in on, i'll short hand it..u wanna know what i've been up to check out gregs blog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gregc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://gregc.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; haha! ok i wont be that lazy..although he has posted a fair amount of stuff lately so still have a look other than that urm well i had a brief relationship with nick (whom we love for fixing my computer) some of you had the pleasure of meeting him (lemme know what it was like! :D ) nah he's cool..we made a BIG mistake thinkin going out with one another was a good idea so we're back to mates, it's way better (some things are best left alone) he has custody of mr ned the gecko..he's doing well and i do get to visit..i'll try to post pictures at some point, cause he's soooo cute! the church weekend was a laugh, i got to know the people i'll be spending an eternity with..not that we wont have enough time, just nice to know what i'm letting myself in for! greggle learned how bad i am at packing light we had to take 2 cars for one weekend :/ we tried our hand at our own super hot chocolates mmm wrestled down the hill and took photos and hilarious films &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pfyn was challenging, it was hard in places but i think we grew and learned a lot, i had to get my head out my butt first but once i did that it was all gravy (pics on gregs blog) don't believe what he says about me being a neat freak either! i'm just a homey person..we had a day at the beach while we wre there..water was so warm however my white bikini was brown when i came out! grim..&lt;br /&gt;i did some more modeling, my hair went red and spiky..its a bit long now though and the spikes droop :/ no worries though, i've got another job on Wednesday yay!&lt;br /&gt;i had my final nasty injection last of 6 into my stomach..so no more looking like a pin cushion although she decided to use me as training, only she fudged it and i got a big bruise :(&lt;br /&gt;i have officially returned to the life of a student! i'm so excited i start at college on the 26th woohoo! i left work about a month back..we had a big leaving do, was cool xcept for the few guys who i worked with suddenly deciding its ok to come out and tell me they like me urgh! how gutted would they be if i took the company up on the part time contract i've been offered haha!&lt;br /&gt;ive been doing some temp work in the meantime because (contrary to popular belief) i'm not a freeloader student! i worked at mercedes last weekend oooh it was fun! the cars were gorgeous! i so wanted this one so (stupidly) i asked how much..Â£140k i nearly fell over! ah well..once i have my degree and i'm a successful designer i'll buy three :D&lt;br /&gt;we had a picnic in the park, that was lurrvly..the wasp attacks, nasty children with water ooh sounds like the arbo alright! on the up side i ran into a bunch of people i was at church with as a kid..we had a big catch up session which was sound keeping in contact with them now..we had a great game of cricket in town the other night hehe..oh and the guys at the merc garage explained cricket to me..was actually quite interesting..i got to watch england win or draw or whatever it was to win the ashes&lt;br /&gt;i of course spent some lovely time with the kcc youths love you all guys..oh and had lunch with paul, true diamond gem! we all went to the cinema..i spent most of the film cowering or laughing at luke jumping out of his skin! it was red eye btw&lt;br /&gt;oh and i FINALLY met presty (gregs blog) it was interesting to finally meet the person and realise i already knew him completely due to greg :)&lt;br /&gt;right ho! think that's it..i'm off to the pub with my sister..i have a rammed weekend so i'll post soon..HA! yeah right:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-112689811542168768?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/112689811542168768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=112689811542168768&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/112689811542168768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/112689811542168768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/09/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-112101918584937729</id><published>2005-07-10T18:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:13:05.853Z</updated><title type='text'>do you know what you're eating?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the following is an ingredients list from a food that most of you will more than likely have in your home!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ingredients: Vegetabls in variable proportions (43%) (rutabaga, onions, carrots, cauliflower, courgettes, gherkins), sugar, water, malt vinegar, salt, modified maize starch, apples, date paste, tomato paste, dried onion, colour: ammonia caramel, acetic acid, concentrated lemon juice, spices, garlic extract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know it looks like all it's lacking is bats wings to be some potion from the set of charmed but i kid you not this is a common household food! so, no cheating (don't get asking the internet)..go back to your roots (after all once upon a time in the dark ages the web wasn't there with all the answers!)  and have a good look in your kitchen see if you can figure out what it is..post your suggestions and i'll give you the answer soon :) happy hunting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-112101918584937729?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/112101918584937729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=112101918584937729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/112101918584937729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/112101918584937729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/07/do-you-know-what-youre-eating.html' title='do you know what you&apos;re eating?'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111869470687882787</id><published>2005-06-13T20:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:31:46.883Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/image0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/image0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mug shot! the lengendry duo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111869470687882787?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111869470687882787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111869470687882787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111869470687882787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111869470687882787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/mug-shot-lengendry-duo.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111869457705315701</id><published>2005-06-13T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:29:37.060Z</updated><title type='text'>COME BACK PRESTY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;this folks is the legendary preston! the other half of greggles persona! he has not been the same since he left for parts sunny to play rugby! he's lost without his partner in crime!.. i'm proper excited cause in august he's coming back so not only will my greggle be oh so overjoyed but i might actually have the honour of meeting the chap who i hear non stop about..i happen to think greg is a great judge of character (when it comes to friends) yes there has been the occasional annomoly when it comes to gilies (excluding neeka who i think is superb!) but thats theyre fault for clouding his vision! greg chooses his friends carefully so i happen to think that presty is gonna be an excellent calibre of person.. but not only that  might be free of having to attempt to fill the gap with my dr sintonian impression (see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://gregc.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://gregc.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;) it does nothing for the modelling folio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111869457705315701?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111869457705315701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111869457705315701&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111869457705315701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111869457705315701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/come-back-presty.html' title='COME BACK PRESTY!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111827227248646961</id><published>2005-06-08T23:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:11:12.490Z</updated><title type='text'>just when you thought it was safe to get out of the car!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yes ladies and gents the latest ferrari fiasco has struck! bet you were wondering what had become of my beautiful beast! i must confess i neglected to mention her exhaust has been hanging of for a week now and it has a whopping hole in it so she's sounding more like a ferrari than the not even 1 litre that she actually is! but the car whisperer is already on that..no this is something new and yet more dramatic! last friday me and a mate were in town, i pulled up to let him out to get some drinks for us at the offie, then we were gonna head tomine being as town was pap and at home i'd be able to have a drink ( i actually fancied one for the forst time in ages!) so si steps out of the car having opened the door and i hear an almighty crunch! hurrendous sound of metal bending and lok to see my door bent the wrong way! a car had been coming and had ploughed straight into my open passenger door! thank goodnes it wasnt si! so i very calmlu got out, swapped details with the other person, bent the door back and drove to the pub wherein we enlisted the help of a couple of people to try and get it to shut...i'd been in utter disbelief up until that point, then as i watched them slam and wrestle the door i bust into tears! i'm not sure why, i don;t know if it was shock, relief that no one was hurt or that i was completely mortified! it can;t be more than two weeks i've had her back on the road and now what's happened! i daren;t ask but it begs the question what next?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111827227248646961?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111827227248646961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111827227248646961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827227248646961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827227248646961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-to.html' title='just when you thought it was safe to get out of the car!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111827153386581930</id><published>2005-06-08T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:01:20.536Z</updated><title type='text'>london snaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey to london x3, service station stop! hillsong london set up (not v clear) looking good on the underground (avoiding thebig red slidey things!) x4 me and anx sugared uo! more underground fun x2 anneka digs in to her dinner! my super suprise cake! (all we needed was a super hot chocolate!) greg and anx discuss the finer points of wheels, NEEKAAA!! gregs super sexy shoe plus sock combo x2 greg and anx swap shoes in cambridge nice, me and anx chillin our beans :) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111827153386581930?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111827153386581930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111827153386581930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827153386581930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827153386581930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/london-snaps.html' title='london snaps'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111827130901988354</id><published>2005-06-08T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:01:48.286Z</updated><title type='text'>upton snaps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the steam engines x4 then elly and the castle which looks like its on fire! x2 more steam thingies x4 si, ben, the castle and various views x5 the falcon tha flew over our heads while we lay on the foloor and tried not to sound like rabbits! success at the center of the maze!  &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111827130901988354?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111827130901988354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111827130901988354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827130901988354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111827130901988354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/upton-snaps.html' title='upton snaps'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111826978838928963</id><published>2005-06-08T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:00:13.096Z</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well it's never a boring bank holiday weekend in my life, i really think you should make the most of them!..let's see, not the one just past but the one previous was preparing for my new job, the one before that was meningitis scare and this one that has just been was social overload!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My socail life has been a somewhat baron wasteland of late but then the bank holiday weekend approached and it alll took off!! Friday night I went out to the pub with my sister and then on to meet friends at the wahrf, it was a top notch night (ex central once again though urgh!) It was a jam night and chrissy's chap played with his dad who has been playing clarinet for 40 years! he was incredible!! the music was awesome plus loads of people i hadn't seen for ages were there..i finally sorted all that silliness with lucid out..i didnt have a drop to drink all night and had an awesome night, what started out as being an early one finished up with me strolling in at 11am oooh :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;satruday i got some much needed retail therapy (my stylie), in and out in a flash, bargain central and plenty to show for my hour's efforts! i finally spent the voucher david got me for christmas found some oh so lovely summer stuff then back home to pack in prep for sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday we went to hillsong london, what an awesome place..i went on the underground for the first time, fun and games with neeka haha! we kept a lady in the next carriage amused (i think we'd had a bit too much sugar!) then onto the roadside for a picnic then onwards to cambridge for a bbq with gregs parents, and company..was a really nice afternoon if not a touch chilly..oh and i think i lost my contact in my eye not good! after that we headed back to walsall where i raced home, threw my stuff in the car and headed to upton to meet my sister at a camp site.. now i say camp site what i mean is beer garden with tents! elly and a bunch of freinds had headed down the day before so i joined them to complete my weekend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday we all packed up and headed for a castle..i had to go into first to get my car to go up the 1:9 hill! poor thing..we had a top spiffing day of laser clay pigion shooting, assault course and by that i mean true assault! crazy maze, archery, birds of prey, ferret racing, steam engines galore, a brass band, lots of food and sunshine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got back home monday evening and realised i was shattered! i think i was the only person to return to work not hungover but exhausted!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111826978838928963?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111826978838928963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111826978838928963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111826978838928963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111826978838928963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111818101000981178</id><published>2005-06-07T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:50:10.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Q. What happens when a novocastrian and a londoner meet in the midlands and marry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A. You get the Johnson-Bell family!  Of which i am proud to be a member.  I am the middle of five kids, but enough of that! Today i want you to meet my fantastic family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111818101000981178?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111818101000981178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111818101000981178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818101000981178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818101000981178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/q-what-happens-when-novocastrian-and.html' title='Q. What happens when a novocastrian and a londoner meet in the midlands and marry?'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111818089504935313</id><published>2005-06-07T21:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:55:23.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Rev Roland Johnson Bell BA Hons (theol) (51) (pappa bear)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yeah thats my daddio. The brain behind a multitude of crazy adventures that have taken our family to Holland, Germany, France most of England and a host of other places! He is passionate about our education and our relationship with GOD. He is an incredibly intelligent man, not just academically but musically too. Beware any prospective suitors though! Watch out for his tricky questions (usually around taste in music) make sure you've done your homework, just ask the ex's! Oh and you need to be better in his eyes than Gregoir, he so wants for us to get married!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111818089504935313?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111818089504935313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111818089504935313&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818089504935313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818089504935313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/rev-roland-johnson-bell-ba-hons-theol.html' title='Rev Roland Johnson Bell BA Hons (theol) (51) (pappa bear)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111818067668084642</id><published>2005-06-07T21:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:53:23.276Z</updated><title type='text'>Pauline Johnson-Bell (44)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;My beloved and oh so beautiful mother she is incredible! she had us five kids in five consecutive years and brought us up, and i musy say we kids are a credit to her brilliance. I can;t say enough about her! Make sure you're hungry if you are visiting because she HAS to feed you! She has a heart of gold, she's a language genious and i think she's stunning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111818067668084642?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111818067668084642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111818067668084642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818067668084642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818067668084642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/pauline-johnson-bell-44.html' title='Pauline Johnson-Bell (44)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111818051131182717</id><published>2005-06-07T21:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:52:38.646Z</updated><title type='text'>Eleanor Johnson-Bell (elly smelly belly welly etc :D) (23)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Such a gem. Elly's the eldest and i lover her to bits artistic and fun loving - destined for germany to meet her skinny gorgeous skater husband and raise billingual kids in a warehouse - YOU GO GIRL! It's a pleasure to go out with elly and just watch her shine, she's amazing with people and she's fantastic to be around. We have a truly unique relationship wherein we are accountable to one another scary when i fess up to her, but the advice and support she offers is second to none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111818051131182717?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111818051131182717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111818051131182717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818051131182717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111818051131182717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/eleanor-johnson-bell-elly-smelly-belly.html' title='Eleanor Johnson-Bell (elly smelly belly welly etc :D) (23)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111817991802609974</id><published>2005-06-07T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:56:32.230Z</updated><title type='text'>Christine Johnson-Bell (21)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chrissy is probably most like dad in the family, she can turn her hand to any musical instrument and play it. She has dad's ability to improvise and mum's ability to read music. She is incredibly sensitive and loving and has such a servant heart. Often chrissy and i can spark one another off and we come to firey blows but i lover her no less than any other fammily member. When she's in stupid mode it's great to just sit, watch, and laugh till you cry. What a diamond gem! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111817991802609974?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111817991802609974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111817991802609974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111817991802609974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111817991802609974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/christine-johnson-bell-21.html' title='Christine Johnson-Bell (21)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111817971333800271</id><published>2005-06-07T21:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:53:58.890Z</updated><title type='text'>David Johnson-Bell (19)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The eldest of the lads and a fantastic drummer, skater and friend. He is so loyal loving and kind. Whoever marries him is going to be bowled over by his awesome heart, grace and patience. Plus he has a fantastic sense of humour, such intelligent dry wit, it's a pleasure just to watch him with friends, the jokes are thick and fast and it quickly becomes painful because you're laughing so hard! He has an amazingly dextrous mind, and can switch between fluent french to english to french backslang with ease! being in his company is always a joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111817971333800271?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111817971333800271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111817971333800271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111817971333800271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111817971333800271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/06/david-johnson-bell-19.html' title='David Johnson-Bell (19)'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111817914617322615</id><published>2005-06-07T21:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:54:29.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Aaron Johnson-Bell (hairybod) (17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the youngest of our family, he had a somewhat drmatic start to life with a hole in his heart and an anafalactic (hope that's how you spell it!) to eggs - it was touch and go but this precious child is still with us. He's a stunner and has no difficulty in attracting girls no matter how vile he is to them (including red rope licquorice up the nose and down the throat!) nothing deterrs them!! It's probably because he's such a great kid with a heart of gold. He is so giving and loving. He too plays the drums and is a fantastic skateboarder. He is a warm, gentle and sensitive person, loyal and loving and there for his family (or friends) at the drop of a hat. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111817914617322615?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111817914617322615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111714362205915724</id><published>2005-05-26T21:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-26T21:40:22.066Z</updated><title type='text'>this is no joke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok so new job going well, duties given, merrily going about my work..i now head up connections and e-mail queries.. so monday morning approaches way too fast for my liking, but i faithfully stagger into the office half asleep and blurry eyed and sit down to begin the day..fire up my computer, load my sytem full of caffeine and begin wading through the tons of e-mails we've had over the weekend..i stumble accross an e-mail with no subect, intrigued i open it to read, on first look i wonder if i'm too tired and can't yet make sense of the paragraph, on second look i want a second opinion, surely i can't be reading right, so i called my boss over to look and no joke this is the e-mail word for word syntax error for syntax error:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;respected sir /mem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hello my name is vikalp, and i just want some enquiry regarding your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;product, which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we called It gprs card and, i bought this card from local shop and, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;vodaphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;card and i am really honest with you that product is unlock with any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;network, so I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;can access any network  on that ,an d i tried when every thing written &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;on the soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wear, and follow each and every thing and i also connected that can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;display in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;laptop, and some speed plus some data transformation also indicating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;but, when i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;click on web i could not display anything it, page display like when we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;are offline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so whats the main problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;  I am using my o2 Sim card and thats free Internet service on my mobile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;connect any time and any where in London or UK that u know but i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;telling u this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;becoz they not charging any thing, when i am inserting this Sim card in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;videophone gprs card it display o2 gprs connection on my   Lapton , know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;at last i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;just want  to tell u that  can u guide me so i am very appreciate to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;so place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;needful to me sir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;and tell me the right way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i am really thanking you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just wanted to share it..made me smile, needless to say i couldn't think of a response :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111714362205915724?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111714362205915724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111714362205915724&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/mallard.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real duckie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111672746317470361?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111672746317470361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111672746317470361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672746317470361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672746317470361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/05/real-duckie.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111672743975872266</id><published>2005-05-22T02:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T02:03:59.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/untitled.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/untitled.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubber duckie&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111672743975872266?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111672743975872266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111672743975872266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672743975872266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672743975872266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/05/rubber-duckie.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111672710182682893</id><published>2005-05-22T01:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:58:21.833Z</updated><title type='text'>what colour are ducks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;stupid question? maybe..today i was at the wharf with my friends and it was pouring down! for those of you who don;t know the wharf is a bar that has big big windows looking out onto the wharf of the walsall canal funnily enough! (by wharf i mean ses pit) anyways, someone exclaimed about how heavily it was raining, to whick came the retort "nice weather for ducks" for one, i thinjk that's a stupid comment why on earth we say it i don't know, who cares what ducks think about the rain and i'm sure they're rather fond of the sun after all they migrate when it's cold dont they!? so we're looking out the windo at the wharf when a bunch of 5 male mallards land on the water and start pottering around..now i really like ducks, i have done since i read a book as a kid (most likely cunningly named ducks) that they go for food in the water by poking their heads in, but they take it a step further by doing a kind of hand stan, where they have their heads fully under water but their feathered lil bums in the air and their webbed feet flailing round to keep them balanced..next to this explanation in the book there was a picture of two ducks on a pond 'diving'..now whenever anyone mentions ducks that's the first thing i think of..so we're watchin the ducks on the water and my head went straight back to the book again..jacko was watching them too, so we started chatting, first we ascertained that they were all male as they were all colourful, it's sad really that the lady birds aren;t the pretty ones :( then we stated talking about ducks diving, so straight away my head darts back to the book..when suddenly i wondered..why is it in all cartoons and illustrations ducks are yellow? and why are rubber duckies yellow? those ducks weren't..where does the yellow thing come from? it's only chicks that are yellow and thats not mose chicks either..so i posed the question to the group..rob said that rubber ducks were yellow because you can't get brown plastic and then corrected himself and said you could but it was quite expensive (he had been in the pub a while!) he then went on to suggest that having something brown folating in your bath would look like something else (i'll leave it to your imagination)..it still didn't explain drawings and cartoons though, it's not like you cant get brown paint! any ideas anyone??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111672710182682893?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111672710182682893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111672710182682893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672710182682893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111672710182682893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-colour-are-ducks.html' title='what colour are ducks?'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111672613535146576</id><published>2005-05-22T01:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:42:15.360Z</updated><title type='text'>sheepish hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hi hi i know i haven't blogged forever (well not quite that long!) but maybe i was trying to give you chance to catch up on everything..or maybe take in the astounding pictures of the beauties on my blog yum yum or give you chance to follow the link i oh so cleverly added and yes i was proud of myself as i'm not a boffin! if you haven't already you really should click onto the link, it's such a worthwhile site and i'm really fired up about the whole cause now, i think they're doing a fantastic thing and i wanna back it 110%..even if you don't wanna wear the band, get one, they barely cost anything but its so much help, and you can even order them by text, how simple is that!??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, none of the above was in fact my reason for not posting, hands up confession naughty me, slap on the wrist i've just been too tired and lazy to post anything, so now i'm left with the joyous task of briefing you on the last however long it is..sooooo in short:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* been doing a 7 til 7 day that means leaving the house at 7 and returning no earlier than 7 from work - my hatred of public transport growing ever more passionate!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* getting into my new role, credit checking, releasing payments, checking credit card details, taking orders, dealing with customer complaints and queries, chasing royal mails butts, sales calls, connecting phones quite fun..i'm having to become a bit of a phone geek though urgh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;check out the site &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buzz-mobile.co.uk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.buzz-mobile.co.uk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; or &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobilefun.co.uk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.mobilefun.co.uk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* getting to know the peeps at work..very male dominated work force, only 5 females including myself..my manager iasha (she's lovely) violet, pregnant and not very cheery but nice, cindy, loud and funny, chez the pretty pink princess, she's so sweet then me of course (decide for yourself) there's not bitchyness or anything, it's so refreshing..i know i'm still new and yet to fnd the gripes, but at the moment it's just great to be away from 4u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* the scarlet ferrari is now back on the road woohoo!!!! the car whisperer worked his magic..gave her a face lift and some new lights and we're away! just gotta remember to tax her the end of the month!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* i now play taxi to 4 peeps from work, it's a little hair raising and like having kids in the car but it makes traffic a lot more interesting :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* upsetting chris' girlfriend - yes once again i put my foot in it and put a girlfriend's nose out of joint (a skill i seem to naturally have) i text to see if he wanted a lift, my name is now mud!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* had a brief encounter with a bar man, considered dating him, quickly realised i'm not over my ex and really need to just sit out of the relationship game till it's right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* it was elly's birthday so had some time with her, has been great recently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* got my latest harpoon tratment urgh it's just not funny anymore..i'm hot flush and mood swing central! mum's not helping with questions like.."so what's the menopause like anyway?" har har mum just you wait and you'll see! i come flying out of bed at four in the morning gasping for a drink because i'm so thirsty and i'm sweating buckets, not even ten minutes later i'm freezing and can't sleep! plus i have days where i can just feel a black cloud descending and theres nothing i can do to stop it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* elly's gone to see dad this weekend as it was her birthday and chrissy pretty much resides at jay's place now so i've had an empty flat, bit wierd, very peaceful but a little lonesome.the guys at work think i should throw a party but i can't be bothered takes too much to organise and when i was ten only one kid showed for my borthday, has put me off the whole party throwing thing since&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* visited robin and amy, was great, they've got a fantastic place and theyre having an awesome time..the party was cool we all sat round this whopping fire in the garden..made me wana go to uni! not just that but i'd love a degree..would you believe it, the trains were on time! SHOCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* went to a baptism, was awesome, GOD gave me a word, haven't had one since i walked away from HIM over a year ago! was nervous but so so so excited! now neeka has decided to set the date for her baptism and she's asked me to baptise her! what an awesome honour! i can't wait!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;righty ho i think you're prety much up to speed now, digest that lot and i'll write soon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111672613535146576?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111672613535146576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/Picture4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/Picture4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being as i'm in a good mood thought i'd share a few of my piccies of beautiful creations with you&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473534758744724?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111473534758744724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111473534758744724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473534758744724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473534758744724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/being-as-im-in-good-mood-thought-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473530376748895</id><published>2005-04-29T00:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:41:43.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/Picture3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/Picture3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his eyes are incredible oooh swoon!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473530376748895?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111473530376748895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111473530376748895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473530376748895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473530376748895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/his-eyes-are-incredible-oooh-swoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473526217312781</id><published>2005-04-29T00:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:41:02.173Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/vm3index.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/vm3index.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473526217312781?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111473526217312781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111473526217312781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473526217312781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473526217312781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473510937648083</id><published>2005-04-29T00:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:40:01.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/viggo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/viggo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;mmm..i'd have his chidren gladly ..he's intelligent, speaks a number of languages, has a degree in law, is a fantastic artist and poet, is great with a sword and rides horses professionally..plus he's fine!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473466228572556</id><published>2005-04-29T00:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:31:02.286Z</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yay! i got the job! i start tuesday..so i told 4 u business today, collected my stuff and vamoosed! there was about ten people left! everyone is abandoning ship! i wasn't sad to go, although i'll miss the people i worked with but they were already gone! and as murphy's law states i bought the dress and am now not going to the conference!!! i now have to figure how on earth to get to duddeston every day..we will be moving to aston soon though so it wont be as bad then..it is a slightly lower salary, but i havent once had a full pay slip from 4u, this month being the worst, i had £400 deducted from my pay! scutters!! and its not cold sales, it's calling customers who've placed an order and closing it for them, coolios! brian looked at my car today (the car whisperer) he rckons we can get her mended, good ol robust little thing, so that's being priced up as we speak, although i wont be able to prove she hasn't been in a front end prang now! oh no..and i had another letter today from a differnt insurance company asking me to be a witness, it's the second car that nonse hit! so i've got to write another statement! i'm getting the train to liverpool tomorrow! to seemy bobbin cant wait! so i'll write sune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473466228572556?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111473466228572556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111473466228572556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473466228572556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473466228572556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!!!!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473404564421685</id><published>2005-04-29T00:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:20:45.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage9.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage9.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the train journey, the boredom photos when we stopped (spot my hand!) the boots from hell, the bus (oh so cramped)and the failed attempts at getting a shot of the speed limits&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473404564421685?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111473404564421685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111473404564421685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473404564421685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111473404564421685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/train-journey-boredom-photos-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111473379602107516</id><published>2005-04-28T22:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:30:04.280Z</updated><title type='text'>public transport argh it's the stuff of nightmares!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok so today i truly fell from grace wheni had to return from my job interview by (shudder) public transport..for one i wore the heels from hell..well in a car you needn't worry, it's not like you have to trek for miles from premesis to station, then to train then station to bus stop then seat then navitgate your way to the front on a moving bus (never a smooth ride might i add) stay upright when he jams on the anchors then hobble from the bus stop home..no coz in a car its house to car to interview to car to house lovely..you can even keep trainers in the car if you really hate your heels from hell that much!.. i really hate public transport (in case you havent caught on yet) and oh it was a nasty jolt back to reality..the train was late, it was raining and windy..i was bored on the train so i wrote a running commentry for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:30 - train due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:40 - arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:42 - stopped..mid journey, for no reason whatso flaming well ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(wait begins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:48 Announcement "we apologise for the delay it is due to an 'incident' at aston, we will keep you informed as we know more" an incident i wonder hmm that's very non desciript, the mind boggles, then quickly gets bord and moves on to other things..i look out the window..take a few shots of the graffiti aaah how picturesque..man my carriage is quiet..i hear a TV in the background..in fact mines silent..i'm the only one here..whats that..oh i'm sitting in the quiet zone, no mobiles, talking, personal steros, laptops..you get shot if you breathe too loud, what does it matter!? i'm the only one in the carriage and i was merrily using my phone! in fact i was taking photos of my hand reflected in the window, i thought it was cool then again i was bored.. soon enough the inevitable stories start, people in the next carriage comparing how long they'd been on the train, i had to laugh to myself, not sure why! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:51 A train passes in the opposite direction and shortly we set off on our merry way again clakety clack clakety clack..i love that sound (means the trains actually doig what it's meant to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:53 Stop at aston..lots of fed up looking people on the platform..we never did get tot the bottom of the 'incident' some guy decides to join me in the quiet carriage..he wasn't very quiet though..starts muttering, grunting and mumbling to himself..the amount of times i looked up thinking he was talking to me!! he starts scribbling away at something and grunting.. typical, i get the wierdo! next he gets his mobile, makes the worlds weakest sales call gets knocked back then starts to write again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:56 stop at perry barr..i notice there are speed limits on the railway! i never realised that..many failed attempts at getting a picture of the speed signs for my blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14:59 stop at hamstead..man now engrossed in loudly rustling his newspaper and grunting..shoot a little video of us on the move, to my horror there are men working along the line we're travelling on!!!! one for their safety..two, why our line?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;phone goes off while passing through tambridge so forgot to log the time..sssh we're in the quiet zone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;15:05 bescot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;then no more writing..in fact i'm bored of boredom writing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyways after the train i go to get a bus..oh yes its late and its soooo cold! fianlly get one and squeeze into the little chair..£1.10 to my house all because it's peak time! what's with that!?? thieving money grabbing raa! grr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;next i hobble home dreaming of my precious trainers, and my cozy motor..i tell thee i hope this job interview was worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111473379602107516?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111472900864142575</id><published>2005-04-27T22:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:29:23.053Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scarlet ferrari..has she raced her last race?? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" 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title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111472883121380207</id><published>2005-04-27T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:28:30.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today i am oh so sad..because i crashed my beautiful motor..she was so brave, didn't cry half as much as me.basically we were in traffic, crawling along (as u do) and LC was getting kinda bored, plus the 16ft lump of metal in front was teasing her, so she lost her temper and shunted him, nothing hard just a tap..she wanted to make her point, instead she's dead..gave me a right jolt, at first it looked like just my lights, but then i tried opening the door and its stiff coz everythings been shunted back..i was a jibbering wreck, sat in my car in sobs as i could hear all the cars going past drivin over my headlights.was sitting waiting for my mum thnking..typical, the one week i have off and what? a crash well really! urgh..and i'm going to liverpoop this weekend, i'm supposed to be going to a job interview! argh what to do! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we went to a garae to assess the damage, dodgy dealers if you ask me, he stood there doing that noise where you know theyre totting up how much out the but theyre gonna charge you! in the end he said to write it off :( i'm gonna get a second opinion though...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111472883121380207?l=catjb.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111438413419061731</id><published>2005-04-24T22:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-24T23:08:54.193Z</updated><title type='text'>beatcivilian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just got in from a top notch gig (once i finally found it!) the band's called beatcivilian and they're awesome..i've seen them twice now in this last month..the drummer (steve) used to work at the same place as me, hence i know who they are, as yet they're unsigned, but i really think theyre going places.. you should check out their website &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beatcivilian.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.beatcivilian.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and you can listen to their tunes on overplay (follow the link on the site) but i'll tell you now, the samples don't do them justice, so my advice..have a listen, then get yourself on the mailing list &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:info@beatcivilian.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;info@beatcivilian.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (that way you'll stay informed of upcoming gigs) and get yourself to a gig..they're well worth going to see, they have a really unique sound and they're great to watch..hope to see you there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111438413419061731?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111394185659142720</id><published>2005-04-19T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:39:45.613Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yum yum yum :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; 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href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/yum-yum-yum-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111394179484499732</id><published>2005-04-19T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-19T20:16:34.846Z</updated><title type='text'>the offspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;while creating a cd for jake on sunday i re-discovered my love for the offspring..my mate shaun introduced me to them many moons ago and it was love at first sound, then love at first sight on seeing dexter holland mmm he's so lurrvly (if not a little old now!) shame he's married (let's not go there!) guess i'll have to settle for mr beddingfield instead! ha ha! i'm starting to think i've got a thing for lead singers (or performers on the whole!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111394179484499732?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111394179484499732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111394179484499732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111394179484499732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111394179484499732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/offspring.html' title='the offspring'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111369388876225580</id><published>2005-04-16T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:24:48.766Z</updated><title type='text'>cinderella shall go to the ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm sitting typing this blog in my oh so lovely new evening dress (in fact my only evening dress!) that i purchased today..oh it's so nice and i feel so girlie in it, i truly am throwing off the tom boy past! its black and cut on the bias (for those of you who don't know fabric phrases that means it falls to the floor really nicely) and it's got a white top bit that ties round to the back and falls down the center of your back and its strappy, oh and the material is all shimmery..ok on reading that i know i didn't explain it brilliantly but trust me its pretty..so why the dress i'm sure you're pondering..well we've got the quarterly sales conference and this one is a black tie do at the motor museum in birmingham (oooh how swanky) i know it's gonna be a tremendous bore full of speeches and bla bla bleh! but i'm quite looking foreward to getting dolled up, it's been a while..but then i realised that i might not even be with the company long enough to make it to the conference, so what's the sense in buying the dress i hear you ask! well there's about fifty million reasons but my attention span isn't long enough to list all of those and i'm sure you'd stop reading before then so i've got a few of the main points..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;#1 i used to go shopping on a regular basis with my mate han k and she is a scream..we didn't do 'proper' shopping (finances rarely allowed that!) but we did practice ridiculous shopping (often proved to be more expensive!) we'd go into a shop and pick out the most outlandish outfits for one another to try on for a laugh or we'd pick stuff we thought was gross and try it on just to prove a point, however oftentimes we'd wind up proving ourselves wrong and buying the clothes (hence the trips wound up being so expensive!) So the one week we went to T K Max renowned for it's appalling clothes at ridiculous prices, we headed for the ball gowns and i picked out this black and white monstrosity on a hanger..we darted to the changing rooms eager to humiliate one another..well i put the dress on and it was magnificent..it was a bodice at the top that turned into a skirt which flowed down to the floor, it was mainly black with white stripes starting thinly on one side of the bodice and then crossing along the empar line widening as they moved down the dress..the description and on the hanger did not do this dress justice, i felt fantastic in it..but what use would i have for it i quickly reasoned, £30 squandered on a dress i wouldn't use, my proms had long passed and i hadn't been able to attend them, there was no danger of a prom now was there? in the end i reluctantly left it behind and have kicked myself ever since.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;#2 a year after trying the dress my best mate from school txt to ask if i had any plans for the next night, nope nothing planned, in fact i was moping coz i was single..great, how do you fancy coming to th prom with me tomorrow? i was extatic, after establishing why his girlfriend wasn't accompanying him (had been taken ill and there was no sense wasting the ticket) i gladly said yes..in my excitement i completely forgot i didn't have a dress! instantly kicked myself for not buying my dress from T K Max! and then txt my mate..she managed to sort my hair a dress from her wardrobe, underwear to make my boobs big enough to fit the dress (she's more 'gifted' than me) makeup and set me on my way..the prom was fantastic, i met the most beautiful stranger there and we shared a fairytale meeting, the story itself i won't bore you with, needless to say it didn't have a fairytale end (although hope is not lost) but we always talked of how we'd arrange for his leavers prom to be on the same night as we met (he's head boy he has the power) and re-live our meeting as a first anniversary (yes i know you're cringing and wretching)well the date hasn't passed and how crud would i feel if i didn't have a dress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, in conclusion, i didn't have a dress and it may come in handy, after all last time i didn't buy one and have spent the last two years regretting not getting it, plus having needed it! And we're getting closer to the proms, you never know, some prince chaming (even if it isn't the above mentioned) may well want me to be his cinderella for a night! However murphy's law states that now i've got the dress i'll have no use for it apart from sitting in the flat feeling glam ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111369388876225580?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111369388876225580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111369388876225580&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111369388876225580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111369388876225580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/cinderella-shall-go-to-ball.html' title='cinderella shall go to the ball'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111351952565982890</id><published>2005-04-14T22:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:58:45.660Z</updated><title type='text'>bad eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Do bad eggs sink or swim? The test is as follows: to see if an egg is bad without having to endure the stench you put it in a cup of water and if it floats that means its er um oh pants!.. and therein lies the problem, we can't remember if floating is good or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;this has been a hot topic of discussion for those who frequent the belle trois residence this week..currently the vote being 4 say it sinks if it's good 2 say it floats if it's good (but neither of them knew of the test prior to discussion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i remembered the test they did in medieval times when they drowned those suspected of being witches, those who floated were witches and thus burned at the stake (after drying out obviously!) those who drowned were in fact very unfortunate individuals, but hey! at least they were good! so my theory was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;good = sinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;bad = floating hence my vote was good eggs sink..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we needed further help though coz after all the medieval lot had a fair few screwy ideas..i so called mum, no answer argh! so elly tried lloyd..oh no, answerphone so we left a message..i got a call a bit later from a very confused lloyd wondering what on earth we were asking that for..i explained, he hesitated, thought, said he'd never heard of that test (i was fast thinking i'd dreamt it up!) and then said, wait there, i'll find out..and he disappeared,i stood wondering what fount of knowlege he was tapping into to find out..he reutrned a few moments later concluding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;"these eggs are bang on and they sink" bless him, he went to check..so as long as we trust lloyd's judgement GOOD EGGS SINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111351952565982890?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111351952565982890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111351952565982890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351952565982890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351952565982890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/bad-eggs.html' title='bad eggs'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111351725848222941</id><published>2005-04-14T22:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T13:12:16.323Z</updated><title type='text'>it wasn't a date!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i toddled to the wharf the other night (nothing new there) when i bump into a bunch of mates all chuckling, on asking to be let in on the joke i wished i hadn't..ant piped up, "we were just talking about that date you and rob went on where you wound up having to drink with that psycho!" ARGH!!!!!!! look:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 it wasn't a date! i had to explain this to rob ten times too, playing pool isn't a date..he was mightily confused when i introduced my chap to him at a later date..awkward moment back there!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2 said psycho was in fact an extremely drunk and upset skinhead who'd managed to coherse rob into a drink before i arrived (rob's too much of a nice guy, struggles to say no) so when i arrived oblivious i assumed they knew eachother and said hi to him and sat down.. wow! BIG MISTAKE! it turns out this guy had just buried his daughter and had suffered the loss of 2 kids in as many years. he then went on to show me his tattoos, preach of hitler's teachings, how he had it right and how 'there's no black in the union jack' and then told us his aim for the night was to beat up a black guy and get arrested! i was (needless to say) a bit freaked out, and prayed he didn't follow us when we left&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wondered why that conversation had even come up and when i was just about to ask i felt a tap on my shoulder.. guess who! much to the amusement of the rest of the group i then squirmed for the remainder of the evening!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111351725848222941?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111351725848222941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111351725848222941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351725848222941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351725848222941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-wasnt-date.html' title='it wasn&apos;t a date!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111351677601173588</id><published>2005-04-13T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:12:56.016Z</updated><title type='text'>my letter of res</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh it was a beautiful thing, shame i lost it coz it felt fantastic to write :) i was gonna scan it in so you guys could see it..i'm sure you're fast gathering it wasn't my official resignation but hte day is looming ever closer! i was just fliritng with the idea of quitting initially, but after this afternoons 'buzz' meeting (for all of you who don't know, that's a meeting to get you livened up and motivated for getting on the phones coz it is a tough job) which went along the lines of you're all pants, you haven't done any deals, get it sorted, you musn't be trying i was feeling rather low..i also had my manager listening in on my calls and taking notes 'side by side coaching' and after her 'critique' "when you're good you're very very good but when you're bad your horrid" i was seething, specially as i was one of the few who had actually pulled a deal out!..my beloved comrade wheeled up to me while i sat stewing and plonked a pad and pen in front of me and then rolled away giggling..so i picked up the pen and vented..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;'to whom it may concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;please take this letter as my official resignation from 4 u business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm sorry but as i've come to hate my job i would like to terminate my employment immediatley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;faithfully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;catriona johnson-bell'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;oooh it felt nice, and scribbled on an A4 pad, what an insult..i'm considering doing that for my actual resignation when we all leave.. we all joked about just handing it in as a team and walking at the same time..would be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was actually honest with one of the rsm's today and told him of my complete lack of desire to come in to work with the way things are, there was only 15 people in today! his response was so laisse faire, he was like well maybe you should reconsider your position then! what!! fine i'll walk, see if you like it then eh!? he questioned my ability to do deals to which i defended, i was the ONLY person to drag in at least one deal each day this week, and i have done 1600 this week and am set to despatch target by the 22nd! oooh i'm maddd..grr watch this space..i'm in touch with two agencies now ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111351677601173588?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111351677601173588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111351677601173588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351677601173588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111351677601173588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-letter-of-res.html' title='my letter of res'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111330676452617516</id><published>2005-04-12T11:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-12T11:52:44.526Z</updated><title type='text'>i hate my job</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yup its true..i'm sitting at my desk at this very moment typing this..wondering if big brother can read what i'm typing, after all IT can view whats on ur screen live..HI GUYS!! big shout out to you lot..top notch job on blocking all the data sites i was using to do my deals, this ban means i'm prettty much screwed as far as getting any info goes! but i cant really complain at you can i, after all you're just obeying orders from 'above' so i take it back..after all it's actually down to the suits who are hell bent on me making them wads of cash but tying my hands in such a way as i cant earn any extra for my efforts..well i could but no doubt you'd find a loop hole to claw it back from me at a later date..yep i work myself into the ground to line your pockets..thank GOD my eternal destiny isn't based on worldy wealth coz i'd be doomed :) and i've well and truly cancelled my trip to china, how gutted am i!!?? i've been planning and budgetting for ages but thanks to me being i'll its all gone down the pan :( it was heart breaking coz Jesse my mate who i was going to see tried everything he could think of to make it happen..bless him..anyways rant over! the clock is ticking on my oh so short break and i'll have my head removed from my body if i don't get off this before then!! ooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111330676452617516?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111330676452617516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111330676452617516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111330676452617516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111330676452617516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-my-job.html' title='i hate my job'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111265762801734787</id><published>2005-04-04T23:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:33:48.016Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/IMAGE_00202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/IMAGE_00202.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where where where where's cathy?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111265762801734787?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111265762801734787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111265762801734787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111265762801734787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111265762801734787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-where-where-wheres-cathy.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111265662109439499</id><published>2005-04-04T22:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:17:01.100Z</updated><title type='text'>an eventful easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;well that time of year approached again where we all change the clocks for the benefit of the farmers and so i edited the clock on my phone just before i went to bed, making it by my calculation 5am..i was very tired but determined to get up and out for church the next morning as it ws easter and a particularly special one for me.. i woke late and the air turned blue as i flew out of bed and frantically got ready, cursing quickly followed by panicky prayers of the "please please please lord don't let me be late" kind..i stepped on a plug couldn't find my keys and had to mince around so as not to wake my isiters (i assumed they'd opted out of church that week) i went racing out the house so so late still praying like i'd never prayed before..GOD truly must have been laughing as i screeched into the car park to see only three vehicles there..hmm whats going on?? have i made a mistake? is everyone else late too? i dont understand..it turns out my oh so swanky new phone automatically synchronises itself! so i was in fact an hour early! and once again GOD went over and above the call of duty when answering my prayers.. thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyways needless to say i was shattered when i got home so i crawled into bed for some much needed shut eye..i rose again at five feeling rested but a little groggy..i put it down to sleeping in the day and got ready for the arrival of greg and anx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we sat down to watch a video of the slave auction greg did at school and i started to feel worse..first we assumed it was coz gary was on the video, but it soon became apparant that it wasn't that..i started to feel sick, and hot and my neck was stiff, i had a pounding headache, the lights were hurting my eyes and it was getting worse with every moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;greg got onto the NHS direct coz he was flapping somewhat..i was hit with a barrage of questions, name, age, gender, address, had i had any recent behavioural changes? what did that mean!? had i had a bump on the head..greg answered all the questions as best he could with me whimpering in the background, next thing i know they were calling an ambulance and i was going to be taken to hospital with suspected meningitis! i couldnt believe it, i just sat sobbing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the paramedics arrived and bundled me into the ambulance, my eyes firmly shut! i later discovered one of the medics was fit! theres a cruel irony for you!! (he was wearin jean paul gautier- i smelt it on the blankets and asked him :D) the medics asked me all the same questions and strapped me to a bunch of moniters and took my temp with grave difficulty coz my ear was full of tears! they then informed me that my boyfriend was gonna be following in the car..i couldnt help laughing in spite of the pain..once again someone was pairing me and greg up! i pointed in the general direction of anx and corrected him then went back to being a wimp and crying..the journy felt like it took forever but soon enough i was in the hospital being asked the same old flaming questions again! after about an hour they decided it wasn't meningitis and wheeled me into a room with some woman coughing up a lung! after a mighty long wait (not that i was with it for most of the time cause i was drugged to kingdom come!) i was told i had a virus..yeah thanks guys a 'virus' that sweeping generalisation docs give you when they havent got the faintest idea what's up! they told me to take a week off of work and take paracetamol..apparantly the whimper came from under the blankets where i was lying "no i can't! it's month end" see, dedicated to my work or what! greg got me home after 4 hours in the hospital and they put me to bed in the spare room..i woke at 3 in the morning because my alarm was going off..a we love you reminder set by a very bored greg and anx in the hospital..i looked round the room to see two bodies either side of my bed..it was my sisters, they'd moved their matresses in in the night for fear they wouldnt hear me if i needed them! i've since found video footage of me in the hospital with a commentry from greg in the background! above is the piccy, try to spot where i am!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111265662109439499?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111265662109439499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111265662109439499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111265662109439499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111265662109439499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/04/eventful-easter.html' title='an eventful easter'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111171416439975254</id><published>2005-03-25T01:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-25T01:29:24.400Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/IMAGE_00200.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/IMAGE_00200.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won we won we won!!!! this is a copy of the latest photo shoot i did with francesco group and the team who did it won 1st place!! i was so pleased for them as this is the third year i've done this shoot for them..my mum nearly cried when she saw it..it's a far cry from my tom boy days :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111171416439975254?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111171416439975254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111171416439975254&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111171416439975254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111171416439975254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-won-we-won-we-won-this-is-copy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111151877459765085</id><published>2005-03-22T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:12:54.600Z</updated><title type='text'>our first car wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i so totallly forgot to tell you guys about this! it was most likely the excitement of blackpool overshadowing it! (can you tell i had a top notch time?!!)  so yeah the other weekend elly decided she wanted to treat my baby to a car wash as she was looking a bit scruffy and elly was so proud coz it was actually soemthing she'd done in her car before me! so we set off for this aqua wash place, twas a nice sunny day so windows down music blaring while in the queue..we went for the super duper all spangly everything in wash for £5 (only the best for LC) the guys there were so nice, guided me on to the guards while dissin my dancin! then you're instructed to let go of the wheel put the car into neutral PUT THE WINDOWS UP! take your feet off all the pedals and sit tight..you're on like a roller system that takes you through all the stages of the wash, it's really odd seeing your wheel move without touching it! so anyways, the water starts to come down and the giant bottle cleaners start to spin, suddenly my leg is getting wet! yes mid car wash i discover that the seal is gone on the driver side door, next thing i know wads of water are pouring through the door! frantically elly and i scrabble for a jumper to plug the hole, i was soaked! and now every time it rains i get soaked indside, looks like a trip to the car whisperer is in order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111151877459765085?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111151877459765085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111151877459765085&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111151877459765085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111151877459765085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/our-first-car-wash.html' title='our first car wash'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149872817302687</id><published>2005-03-22T13:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:38:48.173Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage6.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage6.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random antics&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149872817302687?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149872817302687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149872817302687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149872817302687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149872817302687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-antics.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149849692830748</id><published>2005-03-22T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:34:56.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the view from the tower&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149849692830748?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149849692830748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149849692830748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149849692830748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149849692830748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/view-from-tower.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149843479781243</id><published>2005-03-22T13:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:33:54.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/wof.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/wof.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walk of faith!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149843479781243?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149843479781243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149843479781243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149843479781243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149843479781243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/walk-of-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149838233297003</id><published>2005-03-22T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:33:02.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing decor inside the tower&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149838233297003?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149838233297003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149838233297003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149838233297003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149838233297003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/amazing-decor-inside-tower.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149829484233946</id><published>2005-03-22T13:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:31:34.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage3.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ickle fishies!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149829484233946?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149829484233946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149829484233946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149829484233946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149829484233946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/ickle-fishies.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149806914909122</id><published>2005-03-22T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:27:49.150Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/tattoo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/tattoo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul's tat take 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149806914909122?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149806914909122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149806914909122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149806914909122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149806914909122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/pauls-tat-take-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149798260390617</id><published>2005-03-22T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:26:22.603Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/collage1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/320/collage1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car journey..this is us on the way too blackpool, full of sweeties and the joys of spring..or summat like that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149798260390617?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149798260390617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149798260390617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149798260390617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149798260390617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/car-journey.html' title=''/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9886749.post-111149366840408209</id><published>2005-03-22T12:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T19:18:47.970Z</updated><title type='text'>what you've all been waiting for!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hi peeps well finally i've made it to sitting at my computer to tell you all a story...a story of four groovy people..four groovy people who decided to go to blackpool (for their sins!)..everyone who i told that i was going to blackpool had negative things to say about it but i'm telling you now it was brilliant! i loved every moment of out trip (i am a firm believer in the fact that it's not the place that makes the trip it's the people) and blackpool has a strange charm to it that i found quite endearing..it's a shame we've let it go to such ruin coz back in the day a holiday in blackpool was a symbol of status, i mean it is still a symbol of status today, just on the other end of the scale! it must have been an incredible place back in victorian times, and then the tower, what an amazing piece of engineering (specially when you consider that they didn't have the machinery we do now but they were so inventive!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;anyways we set off on friday evening bit of a slow start (that was coz greg kept stalling the car) greg used his talents to compile some simply superb cd's for us to listen to (thank goodness coz the traffic was untrue!) me and anx were in the back all comfy munchin on never fail fudge and strawberry squares (sorry bout the crumbs bryan!) and we were really hyped up (come to think of it it was probably all those e-numbers!) the roads were their usual rammed selves so to pass the time me and anx strated waving at people..we found lots of interesting things out like: people in minnies are the most miserable drivers on the planet (ten minutes waving not even a smirk!) we all know lorry drivers are a laff, so are white van drivers, men in puntos are very flirty (more on that in a mo), we saw a family in a people carrier all weraring the same outfit much to our amusement (they werent laughing tho!) we saw masses of ppl on ther hands free, they look so funny talking away in an empty car :D and for some strange reason people in cars seem to think they can't be seen by anyone (even though theyre 90% glass!!) they're in a world of their own pickin their noses, pullin faces, singin at the top of their lungs (although i do that too!) Anyways the roads ground to practically a halt so we decided to crank up the music, wind down the windows and get people smiling (reach for the stars on full blast) and at the opportune moment we all stuck our arms out our windows (greg and paul included) it must have been so funny to watch coz the car behind nearly went into us the guy was laughing so hard! We got to a service station for a pit stop and as we were leaving the car a guy called to us "hey you're the lot that were dancin werent you!?" he was well amused, thought it was great as did his kids..we told him we werent actually going anywhere we were just the traffic jam entertainment :D back on the road we picked up a guy in a punto, waved at him, he waved back, smiled at him he smiled back, blew kisses he blushed and blew them back, we wound up winding our windows down and keeping the cars level so we could chat, next services he pulled in and indicated for us to follow, so we met on the car park, i ascertained that he was a mechanic for peugeot rally team working in cambridge but living in preston (yes we did ask him why he had a punto- he said he wondered the same) i managed all of that but didnt get a name!! so we dubbed him leonard..we waved goodbye to him at preston and the rest of the journey was plain &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We finally arrived in blackpool, it was blowing a gale! we found the road where our apartment should be but after ten munutes of driving up and down admitted defeat and called iggy (guy who runs it) we'd have been driving all night if we hadn't have called! the sign had been blown down in the wind so you couldnt see the place for looking! we scored for a proper lovely place though, the flat was great, had a breakfast bar and kitchne area attached to the lounge (also had a sofa bed and a pull out of the wall bed in it) plus a twin room and a bathroom twas lurrvly (except for the nocternal french elephants staying above!!) and it was so close to everything and the people who owned it were brilliant, they even kept all our luggage for us the day we checked out so we could go out for the day and not have to worry bout our bags being in the car, if i go again i'll stop there again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;friday night the hunter gatheres went to source food (chippy!!) while anx and i settled in (the girlie that we are!) Paul complained on his return that we'd claimed the entire cosmetics shelf and where on earth was he supposed to put his hair products!! after our grease feast we all relaxed with a drink at the flat, i did a henna tattoo for paul, then we all crashed excited by the prospect of blackpool pleasure beach in the morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we rose at the crack of midday the next day and headed off for the theme park, i was brickin it coz i hate roller coasters but i knew i couldnt be a wuss! it was flippin freezing all day so i was suprised at how many people were actually there..i thought the pleasure beach waa quite impressive too as it's quite a small place but they've rammed a lot of rides in there! i actually prefer it like that coz i find at alton towers you walk for years to get to anything, in the end i usually give up and go sunbathing in the chinese gardens (most expensive day's sunbathing i've had!) we stated off slowly, the dodgems (dodge being the operative word boys!) we decided to go in twos so the lads flipped for a girl so it was me and paul vs greg and anx, we LET the boys drive and i've got to say there was some pretty impressive driving from the boys, some sneaky little manouvers and an awesome pile up..me and anx spent our time looking pretty (hangin on for dear life or jeering hee hee) after that we went on this really lame ride, it looked from the outside like it was gonna be rapids but no, it was so dodgy boat thing round a bunch of cheap anamatronics covered in cob webs the boys kept us amused by stopping the boat then setting it off again and trying to catch up with the boat in front..we then had to sit at the top of this slope waiting for the boat to go down (how humiliating everyone walkin past looking at us) so we waved our arms in the air and screamed as if at the top of the log floom :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;next we did the pepsi max i tried to stall them but nothhin doing..we had to queue for an hour, gave me lenty of time to get myself worked up! we made little videos of greg destroying the australian accent much to paul's disgust and finally we were next in line..we had the back two rows on the final carriage ooooh..me and paul sat in front, i got strapped in, shaking likea leaf (no going back i was bricking it) i hate rollercoasters, its only coz when i was a kid i went on the runaway mine train, first 'fast' ride i've ever been on, and on the first time round i had an asthma attack, i couldnt do anything about it, we had to go round twice more urgh it was awful the feeling of being completely at somoene else's mercy it tainted my view then on in! anyways we're on the climb, anx is sat going oooh i don't remmeber it being this high, paul's going cool look at the view, greg getting a tad nervous..me? eyes firmly shut, hands gripping the rail so tight they were hurting, feet pushed down onto the bottom of the carriage, i was as stiff as a board and i was terrified..suddenly it went urgh the rush it was awesome and yet soooo scary, i screamed with fright but not a sound came out of my mouth, thats how scared i was, the photo is a pure image of fear but i tell you what it was such a rush, i'm buzzing just typing about it :D I DID THE PEPSI MAX! we got back and i went to undo my seatbelt (it was already undone! must have come loose during the ride! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;after that we got some food, i think we'd all burned off loadza energy with the adrenaline rush! then we hit the hard stuff!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we went on these horse race thingies, where you sit one on the front one on the back and theres three horses race at a time..so i went in front and paul sat behind, greg and anx were on the horse to the side of us and i'll tell you now i think i was more afraid than when i was on the pepsi max! i think this was an original ride from the Victorian times! the horses run on these poles below them and you have to hang on for dear life, they go up and down and jerk around and all's you've got is a loose seat belt holding you on, i was convinced we were gonna fall off, part way round i reslised why the guy said to hold on on the corners! Talk about a disclaimer! we didn't win the race, gregs came in first, but coming back to the strt gate it didn't look like our horse was gonna stop! suddenly the guy jams on the anchors and paul smacks his nuts off the central divider..nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;next we rode the eddie stobart lorries!! how cool are we! it was so funny, i could have walked round the track faster but still not many people (apar from stobart employees) can say they rode a stobart truck! next we went on the rally cars i drove this time! we took a whole host of daft pictures, the lads tried to win stuff out of those crooked stalls, no joy then me and greg set off to get ready for the gig leaving paul and anx to the big rides :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we walked back along the waterfront, the day before the waves had been crashing right up onto the roads, it was a bit clamer though..but the sea had dragged in different things, driftwood, seaweed, and dead birds! masses of them and all headless, we couldnt figure out where the heads had all gone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the beddingfield gig was incredible! the support band just set the tone for the evening, they were stood on stage just outright worshipping GOD and you could so feel his presence..then Daniel came out and i truly hope he felt the support of his brothers and sisters in the audience coz we prayed for him (don't know if you've seen the flack he's getting of late for being part of a religious sect!) i looked along the line at one point in the gig and realised that the four women next to us were all christians! what a godincidence! he was so brave he went into this improvised worship and he was singing about rediscovering the joy of his salvtion, i was sat with a tear in my eye, he put on a fantastic performance, and i heard songs in a completely different light, GOD spoke to me during the concert and me and greg left buzzing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sunday we went to blackpool tower, we got a day ticket which got us into the aquarium, we found nemo! we went to the circus, had candy floss we went to the ball room dancin bit too, there was some incredible decor there, it was magnificent, and the dancers were so graceful, i'd love to be able to dance like them, but they had had a humour bypass and werent amused when a kid breathed too loudley in between songs! bleh! :D we did the walk of faith too..thats a piece if perspex over a 380ft shire drop to the ground..we were all like yeah no problem till we actually got there and i couldnt prize my feet off of the floor! it was so much scarier than i envisaged! a woman benhind me said that there was no danger as they reckon the perspex could hold 5 baby elephants, to which greg replied what size baby elephant though? foetus'? fair question really :D we all did the walk got piccies and video footage to proove it, then we headed for the top of the tower, it was soooooo cold but you could see for miles it was quite cool then hastily we headed for the warmth again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sadly after that it was time to return home, we loaded up the car, got some rock to remember our trip, greg and anx got light sabers, nearly took off a fair few people's heads on the way back fighting :) so i had a class time, ive got a scrap book full of memories and three stronger bonds than i had before so i give blackpool 10/10!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9886749-111149366840408209?l=catjb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/feeds/111149366840408209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9886749&amp;postID=111149366840408209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149366840408209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9886749/posts/default/111149366840408209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catjb.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-youve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='what you&apos;ve all been waiting for!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03466007856598652941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/284/3539/640/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
