<?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-2768135825119181137</id><updated>2012-02-22T15:39:25.239-08:00</updated><category term='&quot;'/><title type='text'>lou's thinking</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7785353725803445400</id><published>2011-12-31T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:36:36.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye 2011  and what we may hace forgot</title><content type='html'>A few hours ago the old day ended and 2012 began. I can never make up my mind do I like New year as being diabetic find it quite difficult  with food and drink the best of times and as I am only human contary to belief  am human and do succunb at certains times of the year  like last night which  I paid for being sick one day will learn!&lt;br /&gt;I bet you have forgotton what 2011 stood for like it was the year of forests and was actually the international year of chemistry so obviously has gone out with a bang !&lt;br /&gt;I am not much into maths  but was the first prime numbered year since 2003 and think may have another in 2013 or 2017!&lt;br /&gt;  I did fail maths !&lt;br /&gt;I am not much of a cakemaker  but I do know cupcakes have become big and one New Yorker Tim JANUS ate 42 of them in eight minutes and the ran to the nearest bathroom !! in very quick time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thier is an actual association of competitive eating  and their has been lots of food eating competitions like eating asparagus, bufflo wings, and something verhot and in everyones cupboards pickled jalapeno chillis which was 275 in eight minutes  and the a dash for water in super quick time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one record noone knows about bar the Irish is in Dublin 262 people dressed as Leprechauns actually I am surprised not more they must have been somewhere drinking Guiness !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in Ireland not all good news for the first time ever spontaneous human combustion was reported as someones death  not sure what this means but sounds intelligent !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON a cheerier note hopefully Southern sudan will have a happier and safer year just knowing that they are the 193rd nation in the  UN we will all sleep more soundly knowing that !&lt;br /&gt;EStonia may have been a bit of a blunder joining the euro and became the 17th nation to doso just as so many seem to be leaving the party and very strangely the coins seem to be mad in Finland !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not overtaken by Aliens but actually mobiles as more of those things than humanson our planet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well hope this will be a safe new year to all especially in Vietnam as they take duty very seriously and police no longer allowed to wear  dark sunglases , I should think not  take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7785353725803445400?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7785353725803445400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-2011-and-what-we-may-hace-forgot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7785353725803445400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7785353725803445400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/bye-2011-and-what-we-may-hace-forgot.html' title='bye 2011  and what we may hace forgot'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8464780122066000912</id><published>2011-12-28T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T08:32:27.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ciINEMA  A DIFFERENT VIEW FOR ALL</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow off to see Puss in boots not to sure whether looking forward to it today in 1895 before mine and yours time the first cinema opened or at least the first screening of pictures moving by the Lumiere brothers and that was the beginning to what we see today scrawling screaming kids popcorn all over the place and people chatting right the way through!who know maybe it was like that then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we normally only see 1 film but i know from my dad you used to see a couple of films with the news put in for good measure , I may go to the cinema at the most once a month but I know my dads generation went a few times a week &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we see one large blockbuster film and doubt I would be able to sit through anything longer but the first cinema showing was of 10 short films showing exciting things like workers leaving the factory (exciting) and the last one showing people bathing in the sea (Now that could have been interesting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you felt you were missing something the 3rd film was called "fishing for goldfish!!! I ber all is upset you missed that now !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally tell people I am going to the pictures or if feeling posh use the word cinema which is slightly better than using the word "CINEMATOGRAPH" I suppose that is the so called thing that projected the film onto screen !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around about 2 years ago a person in china got angry about the amount of time wasted in the cinema watching adverts a total of 20 minutes need less to say she was a lawyer !!&lt;br /&gt;I would have out money on it being the Brits or the Yanks who go the Cinemas but guess what it is the Icelanders perhaps it is to get out of the cold !!although saying the most individual visits are from India !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never been one to sit on the back row seeing got aspergers but you would not do this in Kelantanwhich of course is in Malaysia where it was ruled that the lights must be kept on at all times to stop people canoodleing !!!&lt;br /&gt;The minster from Malaysia argued "If we can watch TV at home with the lights on the why not in the cinema !!! I wonder what the birth rate is doing I'm Malaysia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS I have aspergers syndrome I don't like noise and will glare at people if they make load of noise or shout but don't think I would go as far as someone in Latvia who shot someone dead for eating popcorn to loudly during the thriller of BLack swan !!&lt;br /&gt;I dont think going to the cinema will ever die out as it is still counted as an experience but doubt we will ever beat the year of 1946 when 1.64 billion went In 2010 it was 169 million !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP QUIET AND STILL IF YOU SIT BY ME !! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8464780122066000912?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8464780122066000912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/ciinema-different-view-for-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8464780122066000912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8464780122066000912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/ciinema-different-view-for-all.html' title='ciINEMA  A DIFFERENT VIEW FOR ALL'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7882046345976631165</id><published>2011-12-22T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:04:41.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soltices and what they mean all though  I am no expert</title><content type='html'>I have been telling everyone was the Winter Solstice yesterday but was relieved to find it is actually today all though cant say has not made much difference to my we every day life so far !!&lt;br /&gt; today has been quite a nice warm day I actually saw two people in their vest tops and pyjamas  clearly the in look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today even when the sun is at its highest point it is still at its lowest point than other days innthe year this sounds completely double dutch but hey its true !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit not much good at Geography but to see the sun at midday you had to be in the region of the Ar tic Circle if you live above the Ar tic  circle  sadly you wont see it !!although really you should know all this as you either see the sun or you don't  or maybe life for you is half full or half empty but hey that is another subject&lt;br /&gt; The actual moment of the solstice was today at 5.30am  I guess most people were like me and fast asleep but at that moment HEY HO the sun turned direction   wow !! I bet the sun got 10 out of 10 in Gymnastics and a badge1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you have often said today is the SOLSTICE but actually never knew what the word meant well wait no more it means "sun stands still and hey we can now do more things in the day as the day is longer !!&lt;br /&gt;After today we have to wait 6 months for the longest day whiis of course is the merry month of JUNE but allot of people forget about EQUINOX when the days and nights are exactly equal don't know wether this makes much difference to sleep pattern!&lt;br /&gt;The winter solstice used to fall on the 25th of December as that is when Julius Cesar liked it to be in 46BC but i guess not even  CESAR can be in charge of the moons and stars!!&lt;br /&gt;At Stonehenge the face ofGREAt TRillithon faces the rising sun  today although I have no idea which way he faces on the other days.&lt;br /&gt;As all know Greeks love their myths and all the gods and goddesses used to meet on the solstices and have a do  well raves etc do take place at the Summer solstice but think people a bit busy with the festival of Christmas looming to take much notice o the Winter Solstice  sad  but true!&lt;br /&gt;One place that like to celebrate today is good old Brighton where they have  celebration called the burning of the clocks although as per usual it was cancelled by good old health and safety  well they do like to get involved in most things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your days be sunny ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7882046345976631165?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7882046345976631165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/soltices-and-what-they-mean-all-though.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7882046345976631165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7882046345976631165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/soltices-and-what-they-mean-all-though.html' title='soltices and what they mean all though  I am no expert'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-2751437912850642420</id><published>2011-12-22T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:28:56.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy #solstice UK! 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Good times! on Twitpic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-2751437912850642420?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2751437912850642420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-solstice-uk-good-times-on-twitpic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2751437912850642420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2751437912850642420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-solstice-uk-good-times-on-twitpic.html' title='Happy #solstice UK! 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and know lately they have begun protesting outside Liverpool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always amazes me how many of our national treasures are sometimes destroyed by fire  the first cathedral was actually built their in 604 by as if you did not know by mellitus who was in case you did not know the bishop of the east Saxons ' never knew their was such a thing but still  but fire would not defeat it and it was rebuilt in 962&lt;br /&gt;They must like rebuilding it as actually been rebuilt 5 times&lt;br /&gt; the design we see today is of course by sir Christopher Wren but took awhile from design to brick and water  as was begun building in 1675 but not completed til 1710! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we recently had protests at st Paul's this was not really violent like in 1913 when the suffragettes  and yes they did suffer  actually wenta bit further than chaining selves to railings and tried to blow the place up by putting a bomb  under the chair  throne in the choir  did not know they could sing  , I think we all know it did not work!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know that Nelson died  at the battle of Trafalger but not many know he is buroed in the crypt of ST PAULS at the very centre  betweem the crossing and dome , just incase you fellt like leaving flowers !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I advise you having a snack before climbing the steps to the tope  as their is 528 of them to the top if you want to go to the highest point of the cathedral&lt;br /&gt;St pauls had the title of the tallest building for quite along time or high time  and 365 feet  was the tallest building  from 1710 til 1962&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of  high and mighty people are married at the other place down the road but one monarch was buried their and that was of cours Ethelred the unready in 1016!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope noone has an accident with the dome asis very weighty  at 65,ooo tons and the lantern weighs all of 850 tons  so dont drop on your head   that all and let s hope that this great building is about for alomng time to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4878400900280961937?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4878400900280961937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/11/stpauls-protest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4878400900280961937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4878400900280961937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/11/stpauls-protest.html' title='ST.Pauls PROTEST'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-5713477862248055382</id><published>2011-01-02T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T07:26:53.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the damage a card sent in jest !</title><content type='html'>I have never been one who has really understood Valebtines day having never or got one as have aspergers and do not really like touch and would rather just have friendships the deep wishy washy relationships this does not I do not understand what love is in one of my reading groups we were having a discussion on marriage and I was told quite wrongly that I had not right to comment as not married but as I pointed out I have not been on the Titanic or in a war but can still have an idea what must have been like from what I read and know oh well enough about my trifles (not the eating kind and onward with story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sending of the Valentine sent allot of of mutterings around the table mainly that you should not mess around with Emotions and also what you see as harmless can deeply harm the other person although you can thoroughly understand another person fully such as Bathsheba was probably deeply perplexed by Boldwoods Indifference to her and a woman does thrive on being noticed . BOldwood was obviously confirmed Bachelor and this card has not only opened Pandora's box but also a whole can of worms!!&lt;br /&gt;It is funny in life but sometimes a small thing can have such a huge effect on someone but often an event can take hold of your thoughts and being and does not let go like when Boldwood opens the Valentine and is like"the large red seal became a blot on the retina of the eye.&lt;br /&gt;FATE definatley play its part in this story  as Fanny is set to marry TROY as many a bride does not of ten do she goes to the wrong  church , the chapteris very short like the nuptils which never take place, althpugh this is a strange chapter as we feel the sadneess and confusion it is quite humourous the way the villagers snigger and titter at TROY although alot of us could not understand why not just go to the right church or just change it to another the day but then the book would be much shorter !! and not much  of a story!!(although it always seemed rather odd aqgreeing to get wed in the first place   oh well! none so queer as folk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-5713477862248055382?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5713477862248055382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/01/damage-card-sent-in-jest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5713477862248055382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5713477862248055382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2011/01/damage-card-sent-in-jest.html' title='the damage a card sent in jest !'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4010029257293505394</id><published>2010-11-29T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T11:13:28.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to hardy after rest</title><content type='html'>After a long rest from our farming friends it is back to the job in hand as we think back Bathsheba had gone ahead of her time and showed what a strong character she is by sacking her bailiff i am convinced a bailiff is not wot you may consider to be a bailiff , but I am not doing all the work for you but something to do with dealing with the money side of the farm, but being the type of woman she is she decides to deal with this side of things herself and so she should!!we hear about what has been happening with Fanny and her travels to see TROY at the army barracks I think this TROY is a character not to be messed about with!!&lt;br /&gt;We are reading this in a warm church hall but we can feel the atmosphere darken especially as Fanny is talked about as "A spot almost lost lost in the snow"&lt;br /&gt;This thing called LOVE should not be seen as a game but it seems that way throwing snowballs to get TROYS ATTENTION but feels alot more sinister when we hear the others teasing TROY about this aspect of his life,&lt;br /&gt;the group talk about their games in the emotion of love and alot depends on whether you come out on the winning side!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathsheba is out and about on her farm and it is noticeable how she calls Oak "YOU but everyone else by their christian name but as the saying you only hurt the ones you love and we all get the feeling that it is Oak on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farm ladies job is never done and next she is off to the cornmarket were Bathsheba gets annoyed as everyone notices her bar one man a Mr Bold wood and it is a very brave man who ignores Bathsheba although we are not told at first who is the scoundrel who is ignoring her til quite a way later perhaps very cleverly done to experience the range of emotions she does!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next event may seem only minor event ut one that may have  major consequences for ever the sending of a valentine and as a joke shock horror! dont think it will be viewed as a joking manner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4010029257293505394?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4010029257293505394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-hardy-after-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4010029257293505394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4010029257293505394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-hardy-after-rest.html' title='back to hardy after rest'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1773331450907218591</id><published>2010-11-06T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T11:27:36.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more romantic Hardy!</title><content type='html'>I have not been catching up with Hardy sadly not in a village with a sheep butonward we go and the story is definitely taking shape , surprise , surprise Gabriel is now taken a job working for Bathsheba (so we now know who wears the trousers)&lt;br /&gt;Wandering through in the dark churchyard Oak comes across what seems to be a small spot on the landscape but isinfact Young girl who asks not to tell anyone he has seen her , although we do not know this girls story and what will happen something tells us she is about to became quite major and will become more of a small blot!!&lt;br /&gt;The girl seemed to be holding a small bundle leading to much disscussionabout what she was running from and whether the bundle was in fact a baby( I dont want you to worry to much so be rest assured it did not we were to find out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now off to the pub to meet the locals a nice bunch of people and quite comic in thir way, and although we only briefly meet the characters we quickly warm to them just like you down the local, they warm to Gabriel as we are as he sings not jolly songs , which are not to rowdy, not like the pubs in Birkenhead then . After Gab rial has left the scene we are allowed to listen to the locals who inform us that Bathsheba has indeed sacked her Bailiff for stealing funnily enough his name is Pennyways, not sure if a Bailiff is viewed as exactly as we do today( as contrary to belief don't know everything)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE also learn that Fanny Robin has run away and putting 2and 2 together and actually coming up with four this is the person who Gaberial met previously on the moor and with that I must leave you wondering were all this is leading all this talk of pubs has left me thirsty and so off for a drink !!!! NO OF TEA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit the book shows you should judge things for yourself instead of letting other people do the judgeing for you as on the whole the vast majority are enjoying the story although the decripitions by hardy do ramble on on abit but we all bring our own lives into the things we write as Hardy did trainn to be an architect perhaps the we can only expect such detailed manner but enough about structure more on the love entanglememts of the people of Wetherbury.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to meat another love interest that of Mr Boldwood who alot of the ladies have tried to woo but with no sucessand he seems to be unaware of the arousal he arises in the womanfolk and seems to be very fromal when inquireing about Bathsheba .&lt;br /&gt;This arouse lotsof discussion in the group about how difficult it is as still today expected that mem make the first move and how it knocks them back to be refused . I must admit the women of the group kept pretty quiet as this was discussed but all nodding and agreeing all the same time  very clever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE meet a couple more characters such as Liddy Maryann ,and the coggans which again provide us with a few smiles , I told you I am determined t0 prove that Hardy can make you make smile!and it is not til reading further that we realise minor characters in abook or in life can actually turn the tide in life thats got you thinking if nothing else!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1773331450907218591?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1773331450907218591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-romantic-hardy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1773331450907218591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1773331450907218591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-romantic-hardy.html' title='more romantic Hardy!'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1671402435444688876</id><published>2010-10-24T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T08:49:23.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hardy and co no zzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>TIME to meet the real country folk where else but down at the local Hiring farm&lt;br /&gt;a total turn around for GABRIEL since the loss of his sheep, he has to go for others to work, it was quite a relief to have less sadness and gloom concerning wildstock.It was quite interesting to note the different characters of the country folk and to be given personalities instead of being portrayed simply as country folk but lives as we are all humans beings in this game of life , does not matter how low down the social scale we are!!! (lecture over)on with the story&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel fails to find a job here so trys again, yes nearer to where Bathsheba lives, just pure coincidence I am sure!!but before he arrives at the quiet village (just persuming it is quiet my brother lives in a village and is full of life)of shotsfort he sees hayrick on fire and true to form puts the fire out Yeah Gabriel saves a day, this raises a few smirks how their lives seem to be entwined so much early on this tale &lt;br /&gt;In another book reading at the moment COlD comfort farm their is much joviality at the way the farm names of REUBEN and Seth are used often at the expense of Hardy&lt;br /&gt;Th e reading group discussed coincidences and how strange they can be if a certain person had not taken a certain path how different lives would have been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a relief to meet the country folk after the drama of the previous chapters and brought a few welome chucklesso Hardy not so miserable &lt;br /&gt;I must admit it was not that much of a shock when Bathsheba had been rescued by  sturdy Oak although afew gasps were heard when she took off her veil and their she was!(SHOCK HORROR)&lt;br /&gt;Their folllows a complete reversal of fortunes Gaberialno longer asking for a hand in marriage and is nnow in need of employment which is strangely offered by Bathsheba but THe modern day soap operas are full of coincidences and all in the one street!!!so although the romance seems to be over between the two in someways due to fate still very much together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1671402435444688876?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1671402435444688876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardy-and-co-no-zzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1671402435444688876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1671402435444688876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardy-and-co-no-zzzzzzz.html' title='hardy and co no zzzzzzz'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4659911906292675066</id><published>2010-10-17T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:57:48.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More tragic Hardy! 3!</title><content type='html'>I have been telling various people that we are reading and like magic their smiles disappear "OH how depressing "they mutter looking glummer and glummer by the minute! but I must admit so far we have have let out a few chuckles but i can feel the doom coming ever and ever so closer .&lt;br /&gt;A few chuckles were raised as learning of!George and his son called aptly"Georges son!"just in case we were confused about parentage i presume &lt;br /&gt;Being a young dog and obviously full of enthusiamand enjoyed his new found job just a little to much and one night when Gabe rial chose to sleep indoors instead of outhe awake not to the sun shining through the window but of sheep bells clanging and getting up quickly and not with the usual just five minutes more awoke to the horror of what georges son had done &lt;br /&gt;HE HAD DRIVEN THE SHEEP OVER THE CLIFF TOP!&lt;br /&gt;THE mood of the readers decreased as we were thinking maybe things would have been different if Gabe rial had slept outside as per usual but alot of times in life we think of "IF ONLY" stories&lt;br /&gt;I have always liked Gaberieal from the start but a few people did not like his role as [PEEPING TOM BUT our hearts generally warmed to him and the fact although full of woe it was not fo him but for the sheep and the was really Good thing that Bethsheba was no longer betrothed to him as he was no longer good marriage material as this tragedy had left hin penniless!!&lt;br /&gt;AS for SON OF GEORGE what was going to happen to him the only option really was to shoot him!&lt;br /&gt;AS you can imagine the reading group mood was sown beat so I tried to lighten things up with the talk about a lamb i used to look after but then realised not really the subject to cheer all up as murphy my pet Lamb also become to the Grim reaper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4659911906292675066?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4659911906292675066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-tragic-hardy-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4659911906292675066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4659911906292675066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-tragic-hardy-3.html' title='More tragic Hardy! 3!'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-6371631573842446747</id><published>2010-10-06T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:24:28.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardy no zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz 2</title><content type='html'>AT the end of chapter 3 , quite amusing for me personally as Gabriel was trying to find out what Bathsheba name (yes we all know but he wasn't in the know ) this brought back memories of when my Dad first met my mum first met my mum in a dance hall in Toxteth but the unusual thing being my mum would not tell my dad her name , I don't think her name is to bad but still , and what is her name you may ask well i am not telling you til later on in the adventure my dad had to wait and so much you! Bethsheba play games and so does louby lou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I digress on with the story ch.4 were he meet Gabriel as someone commented putting on his "pulling gear "on, quite amusing listening how he got himself ready and what was he going to do not just a simple "what are you doing on Sunday lets watch the sun set but ask her to marry him!!! but as we discussed last time I think fell in love BANG!!!! straight away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pocket watch makes a regular appearance not 100% sure why probably something to do with time !!(HA) or how things improve with time passing and of course in farming worlds the timing of the crops etc is very important! OH well time will tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed Gabriel's Naivety such as planning babies and all sorts of rushing in to it with eyes half closed/ open well you get the drift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel is totally baffled and just cannot believe he has been turned down , we looked at the phrase "love is a possible strength but can also be a weakness so being love can make people very strong or in Gabriel OAK very weak like a weeping willow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That old chestnut of class wondering who out of the two were of the higher class and of course , today we can be wherever we want in the world today very quickly in a blink of an eye but in those days not much call for easy jet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touchingly Bethsheba would like the trims and tassels of a wedding and the thought of everyone looking at her for that special day but not the actual living today , I myself could feel sympathy with her as being aspergic I do not cope very well with certain type of relationships especially as don't like human touch and although I think everyone dreams of a fairytale wedding in life , I know it will never happen but hey the other 60 million in our country can keep our human race chugging along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel took this refusal of his hand very badly saying "don't have to love me but you will get to despise me"" Oh deer this statement sends a shudder through my spine i think I can look into my crystal ball and see afew more disasters befalling these two and Gabriel does not seem to be the type of character to fight for his love saying  as a member of the once club saloon and only asks once!! He seems to believe most thing he is told as when told Bathsheba has 12 men after , her  well, thinking their was no room for number 13 he ups and leaves oh well hope their luck improves but being hardy I will lay no bets&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-6371631573842446747?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6371631573842446747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardy-no-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/6371631573842446747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/6371631573842446747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardy-no-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz-2.html' title='Hardy no zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz 2'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8359000744370676195</id><published>2010-09-29T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T13:18:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hardy missing out the zzzzzzzzzz! !</title><content type='html'>The reading group had been planning to start the challenge of Hardy being such a keen reader the first question I am often asked "what are you reading " and with the answer of hardy you could feel the mouth go down and the most common statement is OH SO BORING " but we are not deterred Evian though we had read "The uncommon reader "(how the queen found reading )with much hilarity we felt Hardy may prove more of a challenge than the Qeane but determined its leaving the hustle and bustle of Birkenhead and off to Wessex unmmmm (CIDER) HIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things the title FAR from the madding crowd conjure up various images such as escaping like we are from the town to deepest wessex to a more simple life! or as one lady sudgested it just escaping from the mad people you meet in life !! I am with the former but still early days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read Mayor of Casterbridge and yes I did enjoy but have been told this is BORING but lets not give a final verdict til at least half way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character called GABRIAL OAK gave abit of discussion of his name as someone called FRED !WILLOW would not give off the same aura ! as the mere name GABRIAL sound stating the obvious quite angelic and an oak is sure and steady and grows over time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BETHSHEBA reminds you of yje other bethsheba and her behaviour with David in the bible although must reread this as not entirely sure of Bethsheba in bible!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite surprised to find us laughing quite frequently with the meeting of the two over the toll bar and the payment of twopence , I found him quite a likable character cant put my finger on it!! but not all thought so especially when the 2Nd installment came creeping along and found Mr Gabriel peeping through a crack at two women discussing the most exciting subject of sheep so from then on he became MR PEPPING TOM but come on only human nature to take a peep and I think you are lying if you are saying you would not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BEING honest the 2nd chapter found  few of us going on " oh we want a story as a lot of waffle about all things nature , I do like the finer things in life but cant stand waffle in a story (but then I am a fine one to talk or maybe that should be write&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good point while discussing this chapter at least you could feel the country side almost and this gave discussion how difficult a farmers life is and probably how isolated he feels so as said no wonder he peeped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathsheba came across as a bit of a teese and somewhat vain especially when admiring herself in the mirror but most young girls do that !&lt;br /&gt;By now settling down but we were glad of abit of drama which we got with a lost hat , yes you did read that right but much laughter as the peeping Gaberial was watching bethsheba as lost her hat but he dutifully returned it,but we were beginning to wonder if already in love and much discussion about "love at first sight" and wow ! how she blushed like a red tomato when she returned the hat ( just picture an overripe tomato)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the drama gets hotter and hotter as Gabriel overheats what is cooking like me not a fan of masterchef but luckily his faithful friend, what else but a dog  goes for help from bathsheba&lt;br /&gt;and all is well or otherwise would have been a very short book!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The humour between the two is very much evident and not to much is mad of the great and gallant rescue and their it all ended and yes we did enjoy it and we did laugh at Hardy wow!&lt;br /&gt;more zz z of the sheep next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8359000744370676195?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8359000744370676195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/hardy-missing-out-zzzzzzzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8359000744370676195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8359000744370676195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/hardy-missing-out-zzzzzzzzzz.html' title='hardy missing out the zzzzzzzzzz! !'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-6097928061461741837</id><published>2010-09-20T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T11:50:20.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling crabby</title><content type='html'>ha ! I bet we have often felt out of sorts and the saying "I,m crabby " comes to mind.but no one as been able to say for sure were the saying comes from could come from 2 sources , the sourness of the apple or well you would not be happy if a crab nipped you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week a company's selling various sauces like mustard took local children on their local crabapple fruit collecting day to make jelly with and you thought all that went out of fashion yeons a go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the English Dictionary does not know what the word means so what chance have us mear mortals and not sure whether crabs or apples are related !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whether Shakespere understood the word crab but that is what the dog is called in two gentlemen of verona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i have ever been bitten by a crab but i would not like to be snapped by a Japanese spider crab which its leg span is over 12 feet , well I am 5 feet four so this is unimaginable well its not but still and don't forget weighs over 40 pound and live for about a century so all that pinching and nipping people must be doing some good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not to sure how many people will go to Japan , I doubt it will be me as don't Even like leaving merseyside but still be aware very afraid as their is the largest crab called spider crab whose legs can reach over 12 feet yes that is right 12 feet golly goshand weigh over 40llb and lives over 100 years so although well a pensioner dont have a fight with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Their has been a lot of of fuss over the years of women parading around the world in beauty concerts but what about crabs who I am sure have no choice not like human beings but in Ocean city NEW JERSEY they have a concert for crabs were the C winner is crowned MISS CRUSTAEAN(I bet miss beautiful crab was not crabby that day)! the winners have been very varied such as COPA CRABANA Crabunzel, SANTA CRAB AND CRABOPATRA and you thought human names were bad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I adore crab sticks!In fact I can eat packets at a time well maybe exaggerating slightly but unsure if is actual crab I am eating but still tastes yummy , but many humans must like crabs as 1.5 million are eaten each year!! ( I thought i liked them but not this much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You would have thought that the crabeater seal would eat crabs as its name suggests but NO ! not on its menu but small shrimps needless to say it was not the cool British but the french who named the frog should have been SHRIMP EATER but still we all make mistakes with names!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long humans have been eating crabs but the crab peeler was not patented til 1980 by Harry M.snr!! oh well i am getting ratty now or should I say crabby so will nip off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-6097928061461741837?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-164413241740140977</id><published>2010-09-05T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:34:22.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>the photos below well the 1st one pretty and the second needs no explanation but the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nd&lt;/span&gt; shows the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monument&lt;/span&gt; to the GREAT FIRE OF LONDON in 16666 although a bit of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mystery&lt;/span&gt; why they would call such a tragedy great but i suppose the whole place was rebuilt and people are supposed to learn from their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mistakes 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mdClnp5fxTc/SPT1vWOcKwI/AAAAAAAAAJE/EGmVZIslppY/s72-c/IMG_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1689058044861239969</id><published>2010-09-05T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:26:10.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monument to the Fire of London.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/gzT3" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kXywQVCxH7I/RtTzkhCnFjI/AAAAAAAAALo/79qty7-_2O4/s512/London%20278.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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London.'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_kXywQVCxH7I/RtTzkhCnFjI/AAAAAAAAALo/79qty7-_2O4/s72-c/London%20278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4870864344439837979</id><published>2010-09-02T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:57:12.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRE !FIRE !LONDONDS BURNING</title><content type='html'>I loved that tune when a child London burning &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;londons&lt;/span&gt; burning and still try to sing it today when sing rounds in old people homes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great fire of London actually started today in 1666 and destroyed most of the medieval city of London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a rough guess 13,2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt; houses were burnt down, and 87 Churches including the original ST &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pauls&lt;/span&gt; cathedral although i never believe these numbers , i have always wondered about the number things and who it is who counts the houses or today the number of people who visit a shopping centre, in a day how do they know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the first thing someone thinks when disaster strikes is "I hope I have paid enough insurance " well you might not know (or you May depending what you read that we have got the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Fire as the first insurance company started a year later and aptly called the fire office&lt;br /&gt;Today comments are often mad about the ridiculous names people have especially the craze to  have the most original name but THANK GOD not got the original name of the person involved with the insurance agency was "hath &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christ&lt;/span&gt; not died for thee wouldst be damned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Barebone&lt;/span&gt; "" so was quite understandable when changed name to NICHOLAS which his mates probably &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hastend&lt;/span&gt; to change to NICK although his Dad had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thename&lt;/span&gt; Issac nothing wrong with that but not to sure of the "PRAISE GOD bit&lt;br /&gt;I have always been slightly frightened of Fire when quite young I remember a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;flim&lt;/span&gt; something about people  falling into fire but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to dwell to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;muchas&lt;/span&gt; wont sleep &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tonightand&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rember&lt;/span&gt; coming home one day and the house behind us was gutted due to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chipshop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fireand&lt;/span&gt; was always checking things especially when people who smoked came into the house!!although Hans Christian Anderson must have had a fear of fire  always carried a bit of rope to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clambour&lt;/span&gt; down on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;incase&lt;/span&gt; of the Shout&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; FIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of my brothers also died in a fire which was a pure accident probably started with a hairdryer left 2 brothers managed to escape but not the eldest, people always this kind of thing will not happen to them but I am afraid to tell you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; causes 600 deaths a year and 18,600 injuries and actually 3/4 of all accidents in the home so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beware you&lt;/span&gt; have been warned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost of fire damage to our homes and other building currently cost about 7 billion a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;year&lt;/span&gt; not something to be sneezed at , but then while i write about all these disasters , this reminds me got on Insurance so maybe I&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; one of those that says will never happen to me although people who know me say very accident prone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most famous fire will I think always be the GREAT FIRE OF &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;LONDON so&lt;/span&gt; only fitting to have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monument&lt;/span&gt;  which is 202 feet tall and stands  exactly 202 feet from were the original fire started although I would hate to be the one who does all the calculations, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Leave&lt;/span&gt; that to the numbers people and stick to my words.&lt;br /&gt;One of the most famous quotes was by KING HENRY V who stated "War without fire is like sausages without mustard, although I eat my sausages with no dressings so to capture the flavour !(OH well I suppose it was a long time ago he said that)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well for a game of MONOPOLY BUT  i doubt wont last as long as the one on the end of a fire engine which lasted 101 hours obviously no water to dampen the spirit then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE CAREFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4870864344439837979?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4870864344439837979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/fire-fire-londonds-burning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-3299543206588330731</id><published>2010-08-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:43:09.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6/8/45 / what do think of HIROSHIMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The dropping of the bomb was considered at the time to be what stopped the war in JAPAN, the boy was called &lt;strong&gt;LITTLE BOY &lt;/strong&gt;which seems to be an unusual thing to call a BOMB but I suppose a little boy does cause widespread destruction , the bomb dropped on Nagasaki was called of all thing FAT MAN although for the life of me I can not think why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always enjoyed the pop song ENOLA GAY by OMD probably becausemy cousins lived in west Kirby were they were bases and currently my auntie lives in one of the band members old homes and believe me it is old , when she first moved in their we were always singing OMD songs!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never realised that the somg Enola GAY is about the mother of &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TF00LgezL0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJQ0_bdH58Q/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502611692018937666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TF00LgezL0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJQ0_bdH58Q/s200/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the pilot of the plane as I used to just enjoy the tune, that is what happens alot with pop lyrics you Just SING along obliviously to what the the word of since learning the real meaning of the song, I find it incedibly eerie!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot of the tim e of the time we dont think about the words BIKINI , yes i know it is a an all in one swimming costume but cut it in half be a bikini, well, any how when people are running about in bikini how many think fo the more sinister , was named after the bikini in the paciffic were the the atomic tests took place!!&lt;/div&gt;Rumours have it this were the swimming costume allin lonw was blown apart!!! I have never been a bikini person as always feel to cold or could because neve venture any where hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bikini became fashionable it recieved perhaps as you can imagine an explosive reactionn, as it was not long before this that people were more or less completly covered up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to think of a bomb as a device that has not been around to long but as actually been around since 1588 ( told you I was wide awake in history)so not really a new fangled thing of the last century although saying that only used as a word then !! c.onfused ( good ) like cofusing  people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am hopeless at lanuages but most words we use originate in other landsand a lot of words originate from THE GREEK , i was useless  at FRENCH but lets give this a go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BOMB comes from the word BOMBOS which means a humming sound  i have never thought what sound a bomb makes but doubt   a humming sound as I think of something which is happy hums&lt;br /&gt;In the swinging 6os the word to bomb out came into being as to fail in somthing but lots of uses of the word bomb such as driving a round in one , or wish I had a bomb (Money) dont take all what I say literally.I have never heard of these two expressions as a long pass in football is a bomb or a mass of Lava!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well I am practically Bombed out and I dont try to think of EINSTEINS quote&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I do not believe that civilisation will be wiped out in a war fought with the atomic bomb'.Perhaps two thirds of the people of the earth will be killed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I have not worried you and everyone sleeps well and think will of brighter thoughts next time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-3299543206588330731?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3299543206588330731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/6845-what-do-think-of-hiroshima.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3299543206588330731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3299543206588330731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/6845-what-do-think-of-hiroshima.html' title='6/8/45 / what do think of HIROSHIMA'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TF00LgezL0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CJQ0_bdH58Q/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7742809921464565832</id><published>2010-08-06T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:46:55.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502391801995547586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TFxsMOT3U8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/C8VGFT-HbwQ/s200/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo shows my youngest niece just before her 8Th birthday and shows the innocence of a child and all that is the coolness on the tongues of the ice ---------yum heaven!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo in the post below shows a young boy , I never took the photo but just shows the enjoyment of being turned upside down as a child , although something I never enjoyed !!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After having my two staying for  a few days it was a bit sad to see them the majority ofthe time on technical things although we did enjoy a riotous game of SNAP on a few occasions were DAISY said"do you go to college to be so good at snap" !!!                                                                                                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7742809921464565832?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7742809921464565832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-shows-my-youngest-niece-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7742809921464565832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7742809921464565832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/photo-shows-my-youngest-niece-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TFxsMOT3U8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/C8VGFT-HbwQ/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8132244409821971991</id><published>2010-08-05T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:23:14.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photog Fav's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/J7WN" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jraomlX0xtw/SfE4_JE4kBI/AAAAAAAAACU/Oy8FXCWnwKA/s512/Toulson%20Boys%20076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8132244409821971991?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8132244409821971991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/photog-favs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8132244409821971991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8132244409821971991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/photog-favs.html' title='Photog Fav&apos;s'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jraomlX0xtw/SfE4_JE4kBI/AAAAAAAAACU/Oy8FXCWnwKA/s72-c/Toulson%20Boys%20076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4182688401969230546</id><published>2010-08-02T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:15:22.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 - VHVC - Arreton Classic Car Show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/Twxz" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FNZsyfYpnCU/TB50QigquCI/AAAAAAAB7D0/xzp3nAqIGjI/s512/IMG_0022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4182688401969230546?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4182688401969230546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-vhvc-arreton-classic-car-show.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4182688401969230546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4182688401969230546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-vhvc-arreton-classic-car-show.html' title='2010 - VHVC - Arreton Classic Car Show.'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FNZsyfYpnCU/TB50QigquCI/AAAAAAAB7D0/xzp3nAqIGjI/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-5292158637401603652</id><published>2010-08-01T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T14:52:18.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stockholm</title><content type='html'>the reason this photo is here because I dont travel very much as I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;panic  big time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but this is to show just becaus i dont like abroad or away from merseyside which i love , people can still take an interst in other land and countries  although have been abroad twicw so never say never !! I am just a homebird with very bad flying wings but you never know what technology will get up to nest hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&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/2768135825119181137-5292158637401603652?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5292158637401603652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/stockholm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5292158637401603652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5292158637401603652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/stockholm.html' title='stockholm'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8552969823017203921</id><published>2010-08-01T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:08:57.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY DONT YOU DRIVE</title><content type='html'>The above statement I hear often and, although I get in a big panic travelling I take a great interest in other countries and the way they live so although never been to STOCKHOLM and probably never will it is nice to look at pictures of other places - hence STOKHOLM it was bit of a mistake actually but thought i would write something to make it sort of go together ,as you can see i love going for a ramble with the written word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not allowed to drive for health reasons, but I get a free bus pass which I make good use of&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it would be nice to look at views and places that are inaccessible by public transport ,hence the photo below!!!&lt;br /&gt;It is actually 100 years ago that the co-founder of rolls Royce died ( and no I am not related to him but people who know me know I have a brain full of facts useful information , i have been known to drive lots of people crazy with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way CHARLES died was slightly moving (spot the pun)as he became the first Briton to die in a flying accident as he was in a display when the plane tail flew off,their are alot of hidden dangers in showing off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I an diabetic have been known to succumb to the odd MARS Bar but then run around madly to burn the sugar off but their is a certain company who works out how many mars bars it would cost to buy something and the answer is 347,0000, how they work these thing out and as i failed maths miserably I am glad not me as would definitely be in hospital!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another useless fact is the average person takes 645 car journeys a year who finds thes info is astounding and how do they know what a car journey they may have to make the same journey twice in one day of left their house keys behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often think looking out on my street that we are being overtaken over by cars and one day will be stuck in a massive &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; TRAFFIC JAM if by chance all went out at the same time but what a shock if people in SOMALIA and LOS ANGELES swapped lands for the day as there are more&lt;br /&gt;cars in L ANG than people in SOMALIA, but in SOMALIA there are 200 times more camels than cars .I Think if I had the choice of camels or cars , i would go with the humped variety but I suppose depends on distance travelled and the weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we tend to think drunken loutish behaviour is a thing of today,, I think there has nearly been drunks and louts since time began as the it first became the first drink&lt;br /&gt;driving law thing happen way back in 1872, I would love to know what people were like at this time and I cant really imagine many people having transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to complain about speeding and i know for my dad has been caught countless times for being just slightly over and always in the land of song WALES , as is so difficult when driving along on an A road but all of a sudden come across a squashy bendy thing, but speed limits are their for a reason&lt;strong&gt; 25 million&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;people have lost their lives in road accidents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know of two people who have died in crashes but never the less it is always a shock and so many people think will not happen to me or my friend or relative . MY mum was in a very bad crash when someone else went through the lights and hit her friends car and is still a very nervous driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speeding laws have been around centuries but it would have been amusing to see cars travelling about in 1865 with a man walking in front with a red flag so luckily not happening today imagine cars ambling along today with every car with a man walking in front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you are ambling about at a snail pace think of this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red flag was done away in1878 maybe to many cars correspond with the flag wavers but the speed limit was still at a rate of a tortoise with 2mph in the cities and 4mph in the country&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;You will never moan about traffic speed or jams again after reading this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All cars have number plates but you would need alot of dosh to buy the most unique which is just one number of course &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;as is the one and only one but cost 7.1million back in 2008 so being unique does not become cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well if you cant make your mind whether to get a burger from a well known chain it actually works out cheaper to get a Car BROOOOOOOOOm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR someone who does not drive or takes little interest in transport i don't half do a lot of road miles , oh well off on my buss pass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8552969823017203921?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8552969823017203921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-dont-you-drive_01.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8552969823017203921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8552969823017203921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-dont-you-drive_01.html' title='WHY DONT YOU DRIVE'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7951652245502492061</id><published>2010-08-01T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:40:28.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right" href="http://goo.gl/photos/fjDf" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_CJr12nsZLiM/S7eMrDX3OCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hfC0yFtXFcw/s512/IMG_0147-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7951652245502492061?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7951652245502492061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/stockholm-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7951652245502492061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7951652245502492061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/stockholm-5.html' title='Stockholm 5'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_CJr12nsZLiM/S7eMrDX3OCI/AAAAAAAAAcI/hfC0yFtXFcw/s72-c/IMG_0147-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7058152180744873679</id><published>2010-08-01T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:36:22.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY DONT YOU DRIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7058152180744873679?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7058152180744873679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-dont-you-drive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7058152180744873679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7058152180744873679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-dont-you-drive.html' title='WHY DONT YOU DRIVE'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1911872760147562659</id><published>2010-07-30T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:05:33.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>champers we all became  BLOGGERS</title><content type='html'>huh! I am just taking slow and relaxing breaths as last night we all had a reunion of sorts and read our stories and generally patted ourselves on our own backs and other peoples backs ,&lt;br /&gt;you could end up in A+E if you pat yourself on back for to long TRYIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS BLOGGING CLASS of 2010 as we all graduated&lt;br /&gt;We are more than half way through 2010 and I will always think of this summer , well if you can call it that I learnt how to blog(well sort of , still a few niggly problems but am sure can iron them out although I am known for burning a few items while Ironing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although at times &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; felt a bit frazzly , on the whole &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; really enjoyed the experience but more than anything it was the people who made the experience such a positive one, although we were all ages and had different experiences in the media world we live in although at time I feal things move abit to fast and occasionally think how nice it would be to get letters from the postman instead of bills , a vast number of today's children have never received a letter in the post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well! time goes on as they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I went to Rock Ferry library(Not literally)for the blogging , I came in like a whirlwind claiming I may just stay a little while but I continued going as the vibes were right sounds creepy but I get vibes from the situation I am in and I need to feel comfortable with the people and the surroundings or the chances are I will begin to meltdown, don't worry I know i am not an Ice -cream but because of the aspergers I turn in to a 2 year old if not happy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well all this leaves me to say is a big thank you to all as although we were all Individuals ,there was definitely allot of gel about as we all bonded together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO more prattle !Where did Iput the champers !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1911872760147562659?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1911872760147562659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/champers-we-all-became-bloggers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1911872760147562659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1911872760147562659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/champers-we-all-became-bloggers.html' title='champers we all became  BLOGGERS'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8858798751387562120</id><published>2010-07-28T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:59:50.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8858798751387562120?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8858798751387562120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8858798751387562120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8858798751387562120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7101684685853548265</id><published>2010-07-02T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T10:24:36.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPYING OR OBSERVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TEsn_J9bKzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/z0UNkhv5XZ8/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497531736094616370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TEsn_J9bKzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/z0UNkhv5XZ8/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spying which has been in the news lately but made me wonder about the differences of spying and just observing the life around us ok I know one is more sinister and a shiver runs down my spine as think how my best friend and myself would go to the local park and follow someone luckily no harm came to us but we thought ourselves as the famous 2 not the famous five not original but what do you expect at eight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose if I really wanted to find about spying I would go to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WASHINGTON DC&lt;/span&gt; were they have a spy museum their although would be very wary of other people visiting as I would wonder what are they up to !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the last couple of years FACEBOOK and twitter have become as popular as what sliced bread would have been when first hit the shelves but basically it is just plainly being nosey and the vast amount of posts are of little interest such as "hi , i am going to bed now ", well so is the rest of the country but occasionally find something of note!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt a bit awkward going around taking photos of houses and other sites but if no one had made a record of the past history would not have been so true to life or maybe this depends on the type of teacher you had!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spies come in all forms of life and in may the spy that was arrested was a pigeon , well i am not  a great fan of flying rats especially as they ate my telephone wires but would not do them any harm unlike in India were they had them under armed guard as thinking the bird had been to Pakistan  on a spying mission , wounder what the code it tweeted was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well ! I suppose should not worry about any problems on observing on life as the last person to be executed was at the TOWER of LONDON and a GERMAN called JOSEF JAKOBS and he was executed siting down  as with his rush to find out secrets  had broken is ankle so he was shot that way so if get in any trouble very much doubt things will go that far as that happened nearly 70 years ago so hopefully will sleep &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well look out you don't know who may be watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7101684685853548265?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7101684685853548265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/spying-or-observing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7101684685853548265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7101684685853548265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/spying-or-observing.html' title='SPYING OR OBSERVING'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TEsn_J9bKzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/z0UNkhv5XZ8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-2221892360920415072</id><published>2010-06-27T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:40:05.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK PARK LA DE LA HISTORY</title><content type='html'>The  house below shows the grandeur of the surroundings not all cramped like my writing&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493708671750069762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TD2S7hclXgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bS1evcFKhew/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCffZQyUVtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ke1dgtdmhPI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487600296069977810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCffZQyUVtI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Ke1dgtdmhPI/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following on from our walk on the previous Monday we also ventured out of our homes on the following THURSDAY to go on another walk this time about ROCK PARK although been their recently sometimes I feel my brain needs a re-cap .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T!he ROCK_FERRY you see today and in the decent past was of a derelict place still qualming about the by-gone days although in recent years new shopping areas and community places have been springing into life, well ROME not built in a day and neither was ROCK _FERRY ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans ,were made in about 1837 to establish a gated community whether this was to keep the undesirables out or to keep the crazy people is undecided but this was a very exciting time not just in &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Merseyside&lt;/span&gt; but the whole country was alive with the excitement of the coming coronation of Queen Victoria at the tender age of 18#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it is quite hard to believe but ROCK FERRY used to be the in place to live and were the la-dela gentry used to live!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Their is genneraly speaking quite a rivallary between Rock -Ferry and its high class neighbour Bebington but infact ROCK_ ferry used to be known as little Bebbington , well just because small in stature obviously big kindly heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough HISORY for now as to much of a good thing can give you something call ed a headache!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-2221892360920415072?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2221892360920415072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/rock-park-la-de-la-history.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2221892360920415072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2221892360920415072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/rock-park-la-de-la-history.html' title='ROCK PARK LA DE LA HISTORY'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TD2S7hclXgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bS1evcFKhew/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1029509323260312356</id><published>2010-06-24T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:25:45.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the last bank holiday blog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCPpJ-EhSoI/AAAAAAAAADs/9dtJR6VVLVo/s1600/SDC10876+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486485128557447810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCPpJ-EhSoI/AAAAAAAAADs/9dtJR6VVLVo/s320/SDC10876+(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCPlLOD0zBI/AAAAAAAAADk/0GgeNDh0-GA/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486480751982857234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCPlLOD0zBI/AAAAAAAAADk/0GgeNDh0-GA/s320/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bank holiday stroll finshed off by the monley steps as you can see you would not want to go up them when under the weather or had to many at the pub next door!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;their are various stories why th steps are named after monkeys so take your pick!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;one reason is by the time you get to the top you are practically on your knees - hence the name monke( if confused go to the zoo and visit the monkey house!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other explanatioin being a captain lived at the top of the steps and had a monkey!!!so their you go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This area of tranmere used to be called DONKEY TOwn and used to be the main form of transport for goods and i am not sure maybe people but dont quote me as a bit before my time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1029509323260312356?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1029509323260312356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-bank-holiday-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1029509323260312356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1029509323260312356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-bank-holiday-blog.html' title='the last bank holiday blog!!!'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCPpJ-EhSoI/AAAAAAAAADs/9dtJR6VVLVo/s72-c/SDC10876+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-397399721355850910</id><published>2010-06-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:26:22.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANK holiday3</title><content type='html'>This house shows the unusual designs and pictures of the house thanks to the man who let me take a closer photo&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCECrpyquSI/AAAAAAAAADc/GS9C4VgJ8rk/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485668770089974050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCECrpyquSI/AAAAAAAAADc/GS9C4VgJ8rk/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                           below shows a beautiful building from in the&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             distant past a pottery firm was established but silly me was that impressed that i forgot its name, but whats  a name between friends!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCEBxMVqECI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZUMei4TffVE/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485667765751255074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCEBxMVqECI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZUMei4TffVE/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBgoHmmCsbI/AAAAAAAAACg/diJiBiaLhrk/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483176657407881650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBgoHmmCsbI/AAAAAAAAACg/diJiBiaLhrk/s320/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;above show a house in pretty good repai but if you look closely and have been to specsavers will notice the boarded up window and if not careful , the situation could get worse problems being the council claims cost alotof money to protect our buildings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have travelled up and down WHETSTONE lane SO many times i have lost count but I did fail maths dismally but hidden away is some beautiful houses which i would never had known they had existed if it wasn't for the walk today sadly alot of buildings are not protected and left to go to rack and ruin or demolished and turned into flats I sometimes think one day will have to go to a museum to see what an actual house looked like!! but i suppose i am prone to exaggeration (NOT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE then progressed to clifton park and looked at the lovely houses their a mixture of modern houses and ones that have survived the past ONE HOUSE used to be used to sell pottery and some of the houses are quite unique luckily some have got preservation orders on them, a very friendly man came out of his home and encouraged us&lt;br /&gt;to take photos which was really nice but i could tell he was proud of his surrounding but when i saw him i was about to do the 100 metres up the hill &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-397399721355850910?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/397399721355850910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/397399721355850910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/397399721355850910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday3.html' title='BANK holiday3'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TCECrpyquSI/AAAAAAAAADc/GS9C4VgJ8rk/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-3102056392034655523</id><published>2010-06-13T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T04:13:10.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANK HOLIDAY JAUNT 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBS8M61jBMI/AAAAAAAAABs/hiU1uwpmsU8/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482213576555037890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBS8M61jBMI/AAAAAAAAABs/hiU1uwpmsU8/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward and upwards,not far from were W. OWEN Lived used to be a convert school which is now a housing estate the elderly, the names of the roads mostly take a religious aspect of life! IN the past the people in charge would not allow a road to be named after a SAINT as the rivalry between catholics and prosentants was very strong and their is no Catholic CHURCH in TRANMERE!!!! Enough about religion quarrels and on to more interesting matters that of post boxes, the one shown is only 1 of a few left from this ERA on the wirral, I have never taken much notice of post boxes before in life but like allot of things not noticed in life til gone pretty much like the iconic red phone box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-3102056392034655523?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3102056392034655523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday-jaunt-2.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3102056392034655523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3102056392034655523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday-jaunt-2.html' title='BANK HOLIDAY JAUNT 2'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBS8M61jBMI/AAAAAAAAABs/hiU1uwpmsU8/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1249512842595375573</id><published>2010-06-03T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T03:27:00.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where the story belongs</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" src="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;msid=113113387288363369793.0004881d7eeec931ff742&amp;amp;ll=53.373472,-3.000727&amp;amp;spn=0.008961,0.018239&amp;amp;z=15&amp;amp;output=embed"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;View &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;msid=113113387288363369793.0004881d7eeec931ff742&amp;amp;ll=53.373472,-3.000727&amp;amp;spn=0.008961,0.018239&amp;amp;z=15&amp;amp;source=embed" style="color:#0000FF;text-align:left"&gt;rock park&lt;/a&gt; in a larger map&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1249512842595375573?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1249512842595375573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-story-belongs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1249512842595375573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1249512842595375573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-story-belongs.html' title='where the story belongs'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7747261973998723905</id><published>2010-06-03T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T03:10:12.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;'/><title type='text'>looking forward going back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TAd-ELtxoXI/AAAAAAAAABU/sku5b0r74NY/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TAd-ELtxoXI/AAAAAAAAABU/sku5b0r74NY/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;the actual entrance of Beechlands rock park I felt like i was not Alice in wonderland but masie actually falling through the rabbit hole WOOOSH! I had not long had my dinner so could not blame my woosy feeling on the fact i had just awoken from peaceful slimber,MAYBE A FULL STOMACHbut i was definatley in a dreamlike stance AND suddenly came to when i heard a voice "meet you later Nat by the gate" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I turned and their it was, a cold shiver ozeezed my way down by back as i turned and looked at the gate, nought spectacular about a gate you may think and no i have not been reading to many NARNIA books, you do not go through the gate and end up in another land, but i knew perhaps i was only one who knew the secrtand knew wer the gate used to leadto a fine housewith superb views (I should have a job on those holiday programmes come and stay in Rock ferry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This was the gate that used to lead Nathaniel Hawthorne's house, all us girls used to dream about Nathaniel and could vizualize being married to him the famous authour who lived here amongst us herein ROck FERRY, who would believe it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and all we hve got to remember him by not a satue or a plaque but a Gate!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TAd-jNdSyjI/AAAAAAAAABc/9Z9b1T4bpPU/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TAd-jNdSyjI/AAAAAAAAABc/9Z9b1T4bpPU/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;OH !here we are at the gateway to the home ,and janey was sprinting up it like a hare and i ambled up like the tortoise!!i had barely enogh time to notice the garden although had a lot of well kept flowers and an unbelievable amount of butterfloes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7747261973998723905?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7747261973998723905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-forward-going-back.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7747261973998723905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7747261973998723905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/looking-forward-going-back.html' title='looking forward going back'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TAd-ELtxoXI/AAAAAAAAABU/sku5b0r74NY/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-5596511008982950477</id><published>2010-06-01T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:50:23.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANK HOLIDAY JAUNT1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBOkabz9UBI/AAAAAAAAABk/6YLHepD_XbA/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905945489264658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBOkabz9UBI/AAAAAAAAABk/6YLHepD_XbA/s320/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit i don't think much of bank holidays as I dont work it really just means more people about which to me can be considered abit of a pain.I got an E-mail from elaine letting me know about a variety of walks which were going on this week, although i have lived in BIRKENHEAD it is always amazing what you can find about your area !! so made arrangements with DOT and we were off although as per usual I had the wrong meeting place luckily DOT had her car and before could say "LOUBY LOU we were with the others.&lt;br /&gt;The group seemed friendly and quickly geled together,and ROY who was taking us on our history tour was certainly not someone who fell asleep in history!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A few members went onlooking at different things they could find to eat or scavenging which i must admit sounds like fun but maybe next time as cant be in two places at once.&lt;br /&gt;I have always known that WILFRED OWEN the war poet live in Birkenhead for a short while but this was the first time i had ever seen his home ( SHAME on Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ithink one of the most moving aspects OF Wilfred OWENS life was he was killed a week before armitice dayand apparently the telegrapgh telling of his deathcame to his MOther at a church service celebrating the end of the war!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-5596511008982950477?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5596511008982950477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday-jaunt1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5596511008982950477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5596511008982950477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/bank-holiday-jaunt1.html' title='BANK HOLIDAY JAUNT1'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBOkabz9UBI/AAAAAAAAABk/6YLHepD_XbA/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-2701661856593386619</id><published>2010-05-27T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:42:55.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been thinking about wot icon to use and thinking of a house which is childlike as my story is featured around a home . I have been to the theatre tonight and saw a really funny  the little theatre which used to be a church!!! before entertaining the masses took over . all well with the world til i came home and realised i have lost my new glasses so am not bothering anymore and gone back to using glasses at the same time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-2701661856593386619?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2701661856593386619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-been-thinking-about-wot-icon-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2701661856593386619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2701661856593386619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-been-thinking-about-wot-icon-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-207193355250650317</id><published>2010-05-25T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T04:17:55.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward going back</title><content type='html'>Their was a stillness i felt even before going through the door,a stillness you could almost touch, i felt as if i was walking into a picture frame. A voice called out"hello Masie we have been expecting you,a cheerful voice called out"I'll be with you in a minute", i was led into a room with music oozing from i felt my legs take me in their as if they had a life of their own.The music,seemed strangely familiar,although if asked i would say not one for classical music but the majority of people say that then hum along. I walked in to a biggish room with about 7 to 8 people in a few siting , one sleeping and a couple dancing around all seemed at home in the house called BEACHLANDS but i was taken elsewhere as large french window was open and that is when i saw it. I felt my legs wobble and slightly give way as my eyes looked upon a derelict house with old raggedy curtains blowing in the wind. , WOOSH their i was a young slip of a girl who had a job as a maid in MR.Jacksons house, a post,I was so lucky to get i had been told "masie you have not got a job at rock park have you, I was brought up not that faraway in Tranmere but this is were the rich and the gentry lived th e ship owners as what could be better than looking across the Mersey to the city of liverpool. I was well -looked after and never actually felt as in service, more like having two families and it was here I first met our Blly who had a job as in the house also and no we were not like the folk from upstairs / downstairs but when we got older and saw the tv programme we used to howl laughing! Although we worked hard I remember the day fell for our Billy , the Jacksons were having one of their dancy things although the staff were officially still on duty we used to peep in at the gaiety of it all I suppose most people remember their first dance and what the music was but to me it was pure magic.......? I Felt a slight touch on my arm not quite noticeable but you knew it was their , sometimes you can feel the breeze of the wind on your body but is it really there "O.k Masie ready to come back through, it is getting a bit nippy out here"and was gently led away from the window and back towards the room were the music was getting louder and louder. I could not believe my ears the music coming from the player was none other ,I can hardly believe it , i knew my ears were not as strong as they used to be but i,d know it anywhere The BLue DANube" i looked across to the derelict house and i found myself smiling one of those secret smiles were only you are aware what the amusement and I knew i was going to be happy here. Janey was whisking me down the path "come on I dont want to be late"I followed at a pace to suit MYSELF giving myself just enough time to look at the gate were I could not be sure I saw a glimpse of a man in old -fashioned clothing entering once again my thoughts wondered back to NATHANIEL and the thoughts that a ghost will always return to the place it once lived especially if it was happy their and the home was no longer their and they walk about just as if their home was still standing . I was not worried or frightened as i knew this is were my new home was going to be and i knew I would always have the memories of the past to keep me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8cb1b6a010679c8a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cb1b6a010679c8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332473781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28DCEAE3AF40CFFEF7B3554A4AD05C072E5C8249.48B1203B0B9C9AE6D1E99B4DDAD4D4CE31EDEE64%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cb1b6a010679c8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKi_7r7k_P8LtHTC9EeHqPYiwCrQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cb1b6a010679c8a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332473781%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D28DCEAE3AF40CFFEF7B3554A4AD05C072E5C8249.48B1203B0B9C9AE6D1E99B4DDAD4D4CE31EDEE64%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cb1b6a010679c8a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKi_7r7k_P8LtHTC9EeHqPYiwCrQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-207193355250650317?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/207193355250650317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-forward-going-bacl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/207193355250650317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/207193355250650317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-forward-going-bacl.html' title='looking forward going back'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-1000685754843996190</id><published>2010-05-20T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:22:56.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>continyeing adventures of out on alimb</title><content type='html'>MAY20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was sadly the last proper meeting of our little community , although i have missed a few sessions due to transport or illness , i feel time has flown but we have promised to carry on with our new found hobby and Blog away to each other . &lt;br /&gt;so fingers and toes crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE discussed the project as a whole which was goodas felt free and was interesting instead of the boring pieces of paper people love you to fill in , but i gaily refuse ,I think i have told you i only do what I want to do!!!! and my talking we are obviously being environmental and saving paper which is just ripped up and put in the bin&lt;br /&gt;we discussed how our blog are going and was glad Elaine volunteered to help us out with the technical bits and bobs.&lt;br /&gt;The over all analysis was how well the group has gelled together although a few felt a bit panicky aboiut getting it all done on time &lt;br /&gt;Itwas interesting how we liked the size of the group  if a few more it would be to big so maybe not able to get enough support , i think any less and it would not be so interesting meeting different people with all kinds of experiences , some of us were computer wizzkids and some  at the beginingof this thing called BLOGGING&lt;br /&gt;the size of the group was just right and so were all the people , maybe i have been reading to much goldilocks and the 3 bears. I was quite relieved to find out this blog is mine and can continue doing other things with it in the future . OH WELL heres hoping , that when we have our launch do in july sounds posh that !!! that it will not be the end of my ramblings   sorry world !!!! watch out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-1000685754843996190?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1000685754843996190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/continyeing-adventures-of-out-on-alimb.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1000685754843996190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/1000685754843996190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/continyeing-adventures-of-out-on-alimb.html' title='continyeing adventures of out on alimb'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-5608248809522229243</id><published>2010-05-16T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:03:27.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAY 13TH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are coming to the end of our adventures of our adventures and I must admit when our little meetings can no longer take place although at times i must admit I feel stressed as the clock is ticking stronger and stronger for all our thoughts and feelings and not forgeting stories must be finished .I hate working to a deadline as i sometimes it is this what makes the creative processes slow down as become more concerned about increasing rush to get things finished .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH well when i arrive i always feel calmer and really enjoy myself especially listening to other peoples stories and how different they all are but at the same time their is definitely links between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt relaxed listeniung to everyones stories and as per usual time just flewso of course we must all be having fun had alively salad from next door , we are in an ideal place with a choce of 3 eating places right on the dourstep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating and drinking(tea session back on the compuer time and felt quite pleased as Elaine showed me how to get photos uploaded wether i will be able to do it again is another matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think next week will be our final session in the library so will remember to bring my tissues but i think i heared the mention of the word PARTY mentionedso not all bad news then!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-5608248809522229243?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5608248809522229243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-13th-we-are-coming-to-end-of-our.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5608248809522229243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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people can remember clearly the opening of the kingsway tunnel or more famously " I remember EXACTLY where I was when Kennedy was shot.&lt;br /&gt;Janey had organised a visit (TYPICAL) she loved organising people but i decided to go mainly to shut her up if nothing else NAG ! NAG! down my ear , should maybe pick up some tablets from&lt;a href="http://derelictstories.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-05-10T11%3A57%3A00-07%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt; FOGGS chemist&lt;/a&gt; to shut her up or calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;SO we,re off any one would think the world was ending " come on MUM you know how busy i am got a meeting the new boss at three"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE get to the car and with the seat belts still in a twizzle we were off BRRRRROOM along the causeway I remember the fury of it being built , how we fought telling the developers surely their was another way of improving traffic flow,without demolishing so many homes and the houses were not the run of the mill terraced houses easily replaced , each one was special and all with stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;I remember going with OUR Billy to the meetings were all the so called important people were&lt;br /&gt;with the suits neatly ironed but the ties were always crooked , perhaps to go with the contents of their brains!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Funny how your bottle goes when you see someone in a suit or a woman with flowery dresses but I was proud of our BILLY Even with the smell of FISH but it was a friendly smell and somehow like home as the smell of the river seemed to be upon him and were would any of us be without the MERSEY.&lt;br /&gt;"You cant rewrite history and try as you might you cannot rebuild it the smells and the sights can never be fully brought back , and like people it is not til they are gone you fully understand what you once had " I remember blushing like a beetroot when I heard this and he sat down to thunderous applause.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in always hoping Even if it is as much as a flutter of a wing of a butterfly but I knew as I searched for my hankie that the people in their ironed clothes and wonky ties would win but at least I know we went down fighting&lt;br /&gt;Janey had swung the car through the gates "COME ON " she said i don't think anyone could picture how i felt as I ventured nearer and closer to..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7677193975900911392?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7677193975900911392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-back-going-forward-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7677193975900911392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7677193975900911392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-back-going-forward-2.html' title='looking  back going forward 2'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-2701878202250885095</id><published>2010-05-13T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:09:57.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking forward,going back   2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIH--10ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sD2smtr7-rg/s1600/SDC10879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470756580606988690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIH--10ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sD2smtr7-rg/s320/SDC10879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rock PARK,just the words make my heart go " (flutter,flutter,bang") so not a healthy heartbeat by any streetch ofthe imagination.The memories just come flooding back just like the flood waters of NOAH erupting (I was not their, I'm old but not that old), some people have strong memories of KING GEORGE the V1 opening the tunnel or the famous remark , "I know exactly what I was doing and evan saying when Kennedy was shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-2701878202250885095?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2701878202250885095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-forwardgoing-back-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2701878202250885095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2701878202250885095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-forwardgoing-back-2.html' title='looking forward,going back   2'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIH--10ZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sD2smtr7-rg/s72-c/SDC10879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-7529640177718171916</id><published>2010-05-11T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T07:13:13.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>looking  back going forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIyjq9WtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0JfE1pM0JWk/s1600/SDC10881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470757312010214098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIyjq9WtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0JfE1pM0JWk/s320/SDC10881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had been living quite happily off Old Chester road for more years than I could care to mention, I have always been happy here and the days were mainly sunshine but like most things in life what starts off as a sunny day the clouds begin to form and soon the rain is treachours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think back on happier times when my hubby owned the fish shop BIlly jones was his name, this was years ago when TRanmere was a proper community full of bustle and shops , but Even today I hear do you remember BILLY Jones who owned the fish shop and god i feel proud scuse me thinking of happier times always upsets me , NOW were did I put my hankie!?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry things have been rough ,the last few years what with the passing of BIlly and of course the kids growing up as all kids do.&lt;br /&gt;Billy the kid and little MIkey had families of their own now, and i do feel i am becoming a burdan which no-one wants them to be, busy with their own lives to far away , well they do live in MEOLS , but that's not MARS is it, well maybe it is to people around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That left our JANEY my one and only daughter but like alot of daughter /mother relationships it was like a box of matches going off in the back of a van full of fireworks.( get the picture)&lt;br /&gt;I will now tell you why , and you are not going to believe it she thinks i am going do -lally me I,m as sane as they come just cause i leave a few taps on they seem to think i am insane., i mean me !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I t waaswhen Janey suggested the home she insisted on taking me round that my heat took a somersault and the beats went bumpty bump for the name of the house was BEACHLANDS nothing to awful about that but it was were it was situated none other than ROCK-Park my heart practically stopped but to Janey's dismay it never. PERHAPS I should explain the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;i,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-7529640177718171916?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7529640177718171916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-back-going-forward.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7529640177718171916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/7529640177718171916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-back-going-forward.html' title='looking  back going forward'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S-wIyjq9WtI/AAAAAAAAAAc/0JfE1pM0JWk/s72-c/SDC10881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-6510928362797301235</id><published>2010-05-08T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:55:12.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the continueing adventures of out on  a limb</title><content type='html'>MAY6th&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL TODAY BRING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Election day so who knows who will be in charge this time tomorrow but I am also wondering what today will bring as we are going sightseeing hoping to add things of interest on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaret volunteered to give  myself and Dot a lift so no transport worries , I Do like public transport but it is alot less worrying when being picked up as don't have anything coming over the speaker like "Sorry Margarets lift been cancelled so thanks for that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so off  we go refreshments with us we're off on the famous FERRYACROSS THE MERSEY   people are often amazed from outside the area when they find YES the ferry does exist!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I took  maybe two photos as the camera was not mine I think i have told yo u i am new and i mean new to this world of  technology but the one thing i don't want to do is drop someones camera  into the MERSEY with an almighty SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jenn was embarking at the journey at the WORLD famous PIER HEAD  and with us all aboard we were all embarking on the river cruise yet again most of us had come on the ferry at WOODSIDE and elaine kindly treated us to liquid refreshment (TEA)!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The ferry drive brought a rosy glow to our cheeks as we sailed although the weather was more like MARCH than MAY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Back on dry land and it was off to ROCk -PARK  ap lace for some absurd reason has a hold  on me  maybe along lost relative lived here  a shiver goes down my spine as I look at the houses of unusual shapes and sizes and imagine the gentry who used to live  their and think what the place could have been like if the powers that be had not in their wisdom put an ugly BY-PASS    through knocking beautiful houses full of life and stories down that can never be replaced!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really enjjoyed the day but the only souvenier I picked up was a streaming cold!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-6510928362797301235?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6510928362797301235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/continueing-adventures-of-out-on-limb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/6510928362797301235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/6510928362797301235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/continueing-adventures-of-out-on-limb.html' title='the continueing adventures of out on  a limb'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-5070041471215908729</id><published>2010-05-02T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:01:41.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>same house, differnt lives</title><content type='html'>1837&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very tall gentleman was walking along by the riverside , the sun was in the sky and all seemed well with the world, or as well as could be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the gentleman although many moons and probably rain clouds had passed since that day and i have long left my childhood days behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rough few lines of what i am considering for my story there is more in my notebook that i am forming are roughly Rock park was started in 1836 and was ready roughly the year Queen Victoria came to the throne and thought could a little something about the grand houses being constructed . I am wondering how to move the story into the story of the house from were it was very grand insay 1910 and then move to how the place was ruined by the by- pass to the destruction of today . I am debating on w whether to make it more childlike like with finding something which lets them go between the times although I do NOT want to end up like science fiction try and keep the local aspect their. so what do people think all thoughts and criticisms gratefully accepted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-5070041471215908729?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5070041471215908729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/same-house-differnt-lives.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5070041471215908729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/5070041471215908729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/same-house-differnt-lives.html' title='same house, differnt lives'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4102143589812909935</id><published>2010-04-28T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:33:17.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a  tree in my back garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S9mJJeiw2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oRnC6KSWdpI/s1600/shoetreenew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465550418701507074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S9mJJeiw2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oRnC6KSWdpI/s400/shoetreenew2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture comes from the post called &lt;a href="http://bettyeteshbegins.blogspot.com/2010/04/shoe-tree.html"&gt;The Shoe Tree&lt;/a&gt; on Doreen's Blog. Jensen also used the picture and talked about the shoe tree in the post called &lt;a href="http://peninplace.blogspot.com/2010/04/alone.html"&gt;Alone&lt;/a&gt; on his blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's my story about the shoe tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a tree in my back garden with 18 pairs of trainers, WHAT I hear people exclaim , i thought were you lived was not to bad!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well its not down, by ROCK PARK,, now that sounds nice and tranquil and you can see the ferries on a good day , and is GREAT new year when you can look over the mersey and see the fireworks , I always think people on our side gets the better option as we look onto the famous waterfront but is more difficult for the liverpool side to look at view of themselves (oh enough about that rambling onand on)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been proud of were I live but as with most places began to fall apart in the 70s and maybe Even before then, that is when the toffee nose developers start sayin g "WE have some wonderful ideas about how we are going to improve your lives" and where do the developers probably the other side of wirral HESWELL only the other side of the peninsulia but probably a different t life to us (not that I ever go their to frightened feel they are DIFFERENT and to tell you the truth , I am frightened of anything tha tis slightly out of the ordinary,b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never noticed the tree for quite awhile, lost in my own world,and all of a sudden i noticed that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;their was a trainer their....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to be continued!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4102143589812909935?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4102143589812909935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-tree-in-my-back-garden.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4102143589812909935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4102143589812909935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-tree-in-my-back-garden.html' title='I have a  tree in my back garden'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/S9mJJeiw2gI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oRnC6KSWdpI/s72-c/shoetreenew2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-3715599604470891027</id><published>2010-04-24T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T04:37:12.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i missed this weeks session for two reasons and no they are not excuses .The blogging day was on a different day this week so knew would be only to show my face for a short period of time and no i was swearing about the day not literally!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The change of day means i have to remember my other commitments as singing in various old peoples homes , people just laugh when i tell them what i do and dont the people suffer enough without me singing for them , But it is a singing GROUP i said nothing about a choir adn it is purely FUN with a capital F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good got that off my chest i need not have worried as i was really sick for about 3 days and never moved off the sofa(get the violins out)so i never wen blogging and i never went singing wot did i do errrrrr sleepping and puking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard on the grapevine that the group touched on how to link the stories together sound interesting  still feal very much out on alimb as have no photography skills but you never know!! need something to brighten this up!!!1 and be a ray of sunshine instead of GLOOM AND DOOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-3715599604470891027?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3715599604470891027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-missed-this-weeks-session-for-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3715599604470891027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/3715599604470891027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-missed-this-weeks-session-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-673678630749223677</id><published>2010-04-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T12:22:05.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking forward to going again to the blogging wotsit although you know that feeling all is well and all of a sudden you feel as if world war 999 is upon you.&lt;br /&gt;The computer or alfie as i call him has a mind of his own pretty much like a toddler, and if he decides not to play blogging with me well he won,t and he does not like me editing my posts so having a bit of difficulty finishing off the stories as Alfie wont let me&lt;br /&gt;.BOO HOO(who cares bothered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the stories we had picked , most people seem used to putting photographs etc and i am just getting the hang of blogging so a bit wary of all these tecnologicalgadgets but the group is very friendly and when we are talking it is yap, yap yap as we havw known each other for always and not just for a few weeksso who knows what new skills i will learn as the course continues., well we can all dream cant we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE talked in  pairs  about were we could set our stories and the history of wirral such as the park the houses that people lived their lives in homes before progress came and bulldozed their lives out of the way!!!!&lt;br /&gt;One of the issueswe talked about was sterotyping people and places such as certain areas in the wirral are classed as snobby and others you would not walk down the street witout bodyguards !!! ( get the picture)&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when u are having fun and it was soon time for the most important dinner  and yes i was fealing hungery.yum yum got a pastie , i am not obsessed with food honestly!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-673678630749223677?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/673678630749223677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-looking-forward-to-going-again-to.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/673678630749223677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/673678630749223677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-was-looking-forward-to-going-again-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-8782068860751780587</id><published>2010-04-14T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:34:00.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iwas never allowed on the ferry</title><content type='html'>I wasn,t allowed to cross the water but I watched the ferries . I found it relaxing the waves were&lt;br /&gt;somhow soothing and had a rhythm about i found it soothing just standing at the shore . I knew I was only 10 well 1o and and 3/4 dont forget that bit but i felt awful telling my mates i wasn't allowed over to the other side when everyone else was allowed to!!! especially when well i dont know if you know him Billy jones who had the fish shop well he was allowed to go and he was only nine the other Saturday talk about being embarrassed!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think because i was told not to got their , that made the desire to go all the more especially when all the other kids in our neck of the woods seemed to have a full reign of all the exciting places in the neighbour hood and what could i do just stand and watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited over to the other side the promised land i used to ask my mam all the time what was it that made her not want me to go over to the other side&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time went on i felt more and more tempted to follow the others, as i felt my brain was being split in two and one side was well - behaved telling me not to go and the other side my devil side was saying go on go what harm can you do what can be possibly over their that cant be harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if a war was going on inside my head and who was going to win would it be angel or devil good or evil only-time would tel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well i think it is obvious to most people without going any further , that the DEVIL side won and i ignored my mothers advice and went with my so called friends over to the unforbidden&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(to be continued...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you think should come next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-8782068860751780587?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8782068860751780587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/iwas-never-allowed-on-ferry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8782068860751780587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/8782068860751780587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/iwas-never-allowed-on-ferry.html' title='iwas never allowed on the ferry'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-4278119889807697082</id><published>2010-04-09T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:28:14.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary  out on a limb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;9.4.10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I started the out on a limb course type of thing I think that the word course can be a bit frightening to some people but I quite enjoy it as their is a definiate begining and end . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had missed the first 2 sessions as i had an appointment at the Diabetic clinic which was quite a waste of time !!!! and last week the venue was at a place,that was difficult to get to if you rely om public transport , no disrespect to any bus drivers out their.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a bit wary about going to the libary yesterday as I am new to this world of cyberspace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I did not want to be the only technophobe in the room. It was therefore a relief that their was a dolly mixture of people was complete beginers and also people who obviously knew what they were doing!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few of my friends I knew would be on the course but the other faces were friendly so cool i decided this was going to be a place for meas i have fealings about places an if not comfortable iget frazzled as i  have aspergers syndrome ehich is a form of autismso as you can imagine how relievied i was that this was a friendly place to be .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WE discusssed the course and what we would be doing and thought of were we would place a story if we were going to do this proved quite a discssion and various settings from of course the famous MERSEY and its Ferry had to get amention to local parks , victorian type swimming pools , I chose the place ROCK _ PARK were all the gentry used to live  as rockferry used to be a place for the rich , Many years ago the people  who should know better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; chose to put a by-PASS through and in my mind desroying the community and knocking down houses all with stories to tellunbeknown to us Jen was listening very carefully to what we were saying and all will be revealed afer dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUM had dinner whcich I was glad about as being diabetic one does obviously have to eat, Jenn then let us know what she had been up and using various quotes from our conversations had to make a story up using freestyle which is what I really enjoy just letting the thoughts in your head &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to flow freelywithout worrying about the structire and grammer and WHO CARES if it all falls about  chose a story from a quote but NOT YOUR OWN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-4278119889807697082?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4278119889807697082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/diary-out-on-limb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4278119889807697082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/4278119889807697082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/diary-out-on-limb.html' title='Diary  out on a limb'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768135825119181137.post-2340038199250829703</id><published>2010-04-08T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:23:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An  old lady said</title><content type='html'>An old lady told &lt;em&gt;me I&lt;/em&gt; had moved into a witches cavern, I must admit I had no reasonto feal their was anything was strange about the place but once I heard that well to put it into plain English, french, Spanish in fact any language at all i , well yes I panicked!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAhh an yes freaked out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was going to be safe here after the bad luck i have had over the years, i actually thought my luck,well at least maybe not change but may just alter by a tiny second millimetre., anything !!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had an uneventful childhood, just me mumand dad and a cat , dog,and a hamster,OH and i nearly forgot a much older brother, well I say BROTHER, he was not a  totally full blooded one as he used to think himself as he was most definitely only half a brother,as he was dads son from a previous relationship long before meeting mum. I actually knew very little about him til my 8th birthday one i will never forget not because I got the correct present,that i spent all of my life  dreaming about. WHY i thought angrily do people presume that because i am a girl that therefore i must enjoy playing with dolls  and sewing and least of all cooking . YUK ! YUk! and DOUBLE YUK!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NO this will be the birthday i will never forget  and always remember as that was the one  their was an uninvited guest at MY PARTY and this was supposed to have been someone i was PLEASED to meet, MY BROTHER who just appeared out of the sky like an alien come to stay&lt;br /&gt;in MY house as his mother was apparently having some sort of problem, something to do with her head, but somehow i got the feeling , she had not fallen and hit her head but something not quite right with her head, i can remember thinking as if it was yesterday, WHAT could be wrong with her head?????&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just Maybe she had an elephants head on a perfectly normal body, who knows, all i can remember is the raised voices that the stranger had  brought with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all i wrote in the 15 minute slot we were given and as you can see total free writing who knows were the story would go in  longer time!!!! This shows how a story starts at one point and then tosess and turns and ends up in somewhere completely different then expected!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768135825119181137-2340038199250829703?l=loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2340038199250829703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-lady-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2340038199250829703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768135825119181137/posts/default/2340038199250829703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loubyjosthinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-lady-said.html' title='An  old lady said'/><author><name>lou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12248024589593477604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bHTI2ECGHRA/TBglKVlcvXI/AAAAAAAAACA/S0sb0-GPaoQ/S220/031.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
