<?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-12126076</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:51:12.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr, Miss &amp; Mrs</title><subtitle type='html'>The ramblings of a 40 something crossdresser, his alter ego and his wife</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-116143091233024461</id><published>2006-10-21T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:44:09.246+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Horror Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/Graham01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/320/Graham01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Tuesday evening, I rushed home from work and got all dressed up, I shaved my legs, applied bright red lipstick, blue eye liner, blue eye shadow, Red basque, Blue mini skirt, Blue high heels, black hold ups.  then added some long dangly black diamonty earrings, 4 large fake rings, large silver bangles, crystal neck choker and I'm ready.  Linda's sister was already here, then her friend from work turned up and didnt know what to make of the sight in front of her.  Anyway we drove to Milton Keynes, and found our places in the theatre.  A great show, never seen anything like it before.  At the interval, I walked my best walk to the ice cream seller.  Her friend said she had to look twice as I had great legs.  On the way home, I was running low on fuel, so stopped at Tesco's to fill up.  I got cat calls from three young lads in their car, they loved it, but one youngish girl (possibly late teens, early 20's) was totally gob smacked, she didnt know what to do or where to look, her chin was almost on the floor.  Well, I was just so happy to be 'out' and proud, yet not many knew it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-116143091233024461?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/116143091233024461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=116143091233024461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/116143091233024461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/116143091233024461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/10/rocky-horror-show.html' title='Rocky Horror Show'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115859071327266189</id><published>2006-09-18T15:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:17:44.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Goodbye to Homophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id1723"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1726"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1735"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id1559"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img  src="http://img75.imageshack.us/img75/9452/kissgoodbye2homophobiaji2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; On Sunday September 17th we both went to support a very special evening of entertainment. We went to the Boston Clipper in Northampton town centre for three reasons.&lt;br /&gt;1. To support a new initiative 'kiss goodbye 2 Homophobia'&lt;br /&gt;2. To remember a gay lad (Michael Fardon) who was murdered outside the pub on July 15th.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, after 5 hours on my feet in 3" heels, my legs and toes ached like hell, so kudos to the girls who do this regularly. We had a fantastic night with many drag acts and a lot of singers I've never heard of, but then I don't watch X-Factor or any other reality show, which many of these acts came from. I would like to offer my thanks to all those acts who attended and gave their time and effort for free to support this event.&lt;br /&gt;A very touching moment occurred half way through the evening, when Michael's brother and two sisters very bravely took to the stage and requested everybody join in three very special songs to remember Michael. There wasn't a dry eye in the house, and even the fantastic compare Jet~Black was emotionally rocked by this display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;A section of the acts that attended are below:&lt;br /&gt;Head lining the event &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; "Hannah Jones"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=hannahjonesat8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/2249/hannahjonesat8.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay Diva Icon "I am what I am dance version Queer as folk"&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Jones is one of Britain's most talented performers. With her unique and gutsy powerhouse vocal she is one of those true divas who has stood the test of time - as popular now as she was when her debut release 'Bridge Over Troubled Water' reached the UK in 1991.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cheeky Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=cheekygirlsbf8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/8641/cheekygirlsbf8.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing live on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky French&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=nickyfrenchar4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/3450/nickyfrenchar4.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Total eclipse of the Heart"&lt;br /&gt;Nicki French is one of Britain's top female singing exports with more than five million sales of her smash hit 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' since its release in January 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus an extensive celebrity guest list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jet~Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=jetblackff6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/1552/jetblackff6.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;host and compare &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Globe Girls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Watson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=jamiewatsonwv4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/9199/jamiewatsonwv4.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Lizzy Drip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Lola Lasagne &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etienne &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polara &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davina Sparkle &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Boy - Yummy.. (ed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/my.php?image=collegeboybm6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/935/collegeboybm6.th.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;plus many many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets stamp out this mindless Violence NOW !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115859071327266189?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115859071327266189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115859071327266189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115859071327266189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115859071327266189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/09/kiss-goodbye-to-homophobia.html' title='Kiss Goodbye to Homophobia'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115600203650860100</id><published>2006-08-19T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T16:40:36.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New House New Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id2277"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2268"&gt;Hi everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2269"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2270"&gt;We have an expression in the UK, and it may also exist elsewhere in the world, so I dont want to alienate myself from readers by thinking its only a UK thing. 'new house, new baby', So when people move, usually aimed at youngsters I must admit (but I hasten to add, I'm not past it yet), buy a new house and have a baby. Well our house purchase exchanged while we were on holiday and completed the day after we returned so we were busy moving house recently, and yes, we have a new baby, it arrives on September 1st, it will be a lively nice shiny phantom blue Mazda 6, 2.0 ltr turbo deisel just like the one pictured below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2285"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2284"&gt;Well the house is coming on a treat, it was a right shit hole when we arrived, and the woman had the nerve to tell us as she walked out the door, 'its not as clean as I would have liked'  Well fuck me, it took us four thats 4 days to clean the place properly.  We still havent removed all the grime in the kitchen, but we're getting there slowly.  I had to decorate the airing cupboard as 'she who must be obeyed' - quote from Rumpole of the Bailey' wouldnt put anything in there as it was so disgusting.  So thats one room completed.  We are now working on my daughters room, basically were throwing magnolia emulsion everywhere just to get it clean and so we can say this is OUR home.  We have already approached some builders to design our extensions, so things are moving along nicely again.  Work is a big interference as my friend is not always well enough to work, and I am covering for both of us as he cant travel, so that is making for long days and not much time to get the house sorted out, well at least we have a bank holiday coming up, so we can spend three days working on the place.  Must go for now, and hope to post some more in the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2286"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id2271"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/Mazda%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="107" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/320/Mazda%206.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://www.mazdaclub.net/download/takehome/wallpaper/mazda6-1_800x600.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.mazdaclub.net/main.php%3Fmod%3Dtakehome&amp;amp;amp;h=600&amp;w=800&amp;amp;sz=117&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=18&amp;tbnid=tStUhCID2ycbiM:&amp;amp;amp;tbnh=107&amp;tbnw=143&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmazda%2B6%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26safe%3Doff%26rls%3DGGLG,GGLG:2005-49,GGLG:en%26sa%3DN"&gt;&lt;/a&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/12126076-115600203650860100?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115600203650860100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115600203650860100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115600203650860100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115600203650860100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-house-new-baby.html' title='New House New Baby'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115312750473336994</id><published>2006-07-17T10:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T10:16:00.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its All Happening !</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while since I posted, life has been pretty hectic, our house sale and purchase is almost complete, just now to decide if its the 21st July or 3rd August. Work has been manic, running all over the UK.The Italians win the Football World Cup, and Zidane throws a wobbler and gets sent off !. I see the Lebanese have vented their anger at the Israeli's, and a major Middle Eastern war is looking likely, and today I hear that in true French fashion, the French prime minister is backing the Lebanese even though they appear to have started it. Not that I do politics, its just what I hear. I am currently sat in Plymouth waiting to see a prospect, and I'm watching a property program. They are featuring buying houses in Morrocco. Particularly Fez. This is a medieval city full of history and great food. It transpires you can but a 12 roomed house for 20,000 - 30,000 GBP. These are 200 hundred years old and absolutely ornate. Renovation labour is about 10 GBP per person per day, Materials, food and drink are so cheap. Its worth a possible viewing in the future, the only drawback, is they speak French (which I don't very well).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115312750473336994?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115312750473336994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115312750473336994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115312750473336994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115312750473336994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-all-happening.html' title='Its All Happening !'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115194700276215812</id><published>2006-07-03T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:16:42.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wer'e Back From Our Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id657"&gt;Ok, so I didnt think Spain (Costa Del Sol) would be much of a holiday location, and I was pretty much right on that one, its just like going to Blackpool or Brighton but hotter.  all the bars were British.  We did have a couple of firsts whilst there.  Rail travel was really easy and pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id658"&gt;I got stung by a bumble bee on the foot - Been stung by a wasp once before, but a BEE,  thats a first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id659"&gt;I watched a football world cup match in a bar - never did that before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id660"&gt;sunbathed naked on the hotel balcony as it was too damn hot to get to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id661"&gt;I have small feet, and take a UK size 6.  now this is fine for girly shoes, but when it comes to getting shoes for work, this is a real issue.  We went shopping in Fuengirola, and we found a shop with loads of size 6 (or 39 for the europeans).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id662"&gt;and now its back to work, and while I was aware, my diary is full for July, so no peace for the wicked, but hey-ho, I'm off on holiday again at the end of the month.  Were off to Bulgaria this time, that will be another first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115194700276215812?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115194700276215812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115194700276215812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115194700276215812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115194700276215812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/07/were-back-from-our-holiday.html' title='Wer&apos;e Back From Our Holiday'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115194653645613402</id><published>2006-07-03T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T18:08:56.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2006 World Cup is Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id374"&gt;Oh dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id375"&gt;The world cup has come to a horrible end, my outside teams of Spain and Mexico went out early on, and Enlgand failed to perform at any time during this tournament but surprisingly made it to the quarter finals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id376"&gt;that leaves Wimbledon, and as usual Tim Henman leaves early, leaving a 19 year old to hold up the English side, alas he failed today, so no more English teams to support.  I hear you cry 'what about the cricket'.  well the least said the better I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115194653645613402?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115194653645613402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115194653645613402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115194653645613402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115194653645613402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/07/2006-world-cup-is-over.html' title='The 2006 World Cup is Over'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115038493735690950</id><published>2006-06-15T16:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:22:17.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotland at World Cup 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id575"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I see Scotland did indeed make it to the World Cup 2006.  Even if it is the name of one of the players for Trinidad and Tobago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115038493735690950?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115038493735690950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115038493735690950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115038493735690950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115038493735690950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/06/scotland-at-world-cup-2006.html' title='Scotland at World Cup 2006'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-115030299559027711</id><published>2006-06-14T17:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:42:26.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a MONDAY Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id2542"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, well, well (three holes in the ground). I dont play the UK National Lottery, as I think the odds of winning are far to high, the money to charity is far to low, and the prize money for 3 4 and 5 balls is too low. I saw an add on the tele for Monday lottery, and this is a charities lottery. I thought, well, I'll give it a go. Its all online and you transfer your stake money in, and use it when you like. I entered over three weeks and didnt get a bean, then missed a week for whatever reason, then though last Sunday, lets do it again. I did all five lines (5 charities), and thought no more of it, thinking my stake money is just about exhausted. Tuesday I got an email saying I was a winner, thinking I had matched 3 balls and maybe getting 17 pounds, for my efforts, I logged onto my account to find I had matched 4 balls and had won 126 pounds. Woooooooppie. At last, I have won something of a significant value. The most I've ever won before was the odd 10 pound on the National lottery before I gave it up about 10 years ago. So well done me, I'm really chuffed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-115030299559027711?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/115030299559027711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=115030299559027711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115030299559027711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/115030299559027711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-monday-winner.html' title='I&apos;m a MONDAY Winner'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114993732251991761</id><published>2006-06-10T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T12:02:02.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup 2006 Has Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id2674"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well its a month of football that will be very hard to avoid.  However, I have made my predictions on who will win.  Watching yesterdays opening games, I don't see Poland or Germany as a threat.  I now have more faith that England could actually win this tournament.  Although, keep an eye on a pair of dark horses: Spain and Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114993732251991761?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114993732251991761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114993732251991761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114993732251991761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114993732251991761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-2006-has-started.html' title='World Cup 2006 Has Started'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114849837334809900</id><published>2006-05-24T20:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:53:37.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A week on my travels.</title><content type='html'>Oh well, it had to happen one day. I have over the past 15 years in this job, had the pleasure of much international travel, so I suppose it had to happen one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why this time. I Left London Heathrow Tuesday morning for an uneventful flight to Istanbul, Turkey. I was hopeing to be in my hotel by 7pm, and meet my collegue for diner at 8pm. Not a cat in hells chance....... I was waiting by the baggage carousel for my luggage, and this chap walks up and says "you on the Heathrow flight", well being half sensible and only partially awake, I said "yes". He said, "you still waiting for your luggage", Dooh No, I'm waiting for the flying fucking carpet dick head I thought, but again said "yes". He said "please go to lost baggage, there has been a problem in London". At this point my heart sank, and I wandered over to lost baggage to be told my suite case was still in London, but they will deliver it to my hotel sometime Wednesday. Oh great I thought. I have no clothes other than what I've travelled in, I have a seriously major presentation to do first thing in the morning and I couldn't see it going down well doing a presentation to 100 IT folks in my jeans and t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;A quick phone call and I organise a trip to a shopping centre (thankfully they stay open very late here) and managed to find a very nice lingerie shop to buy some knickers as I just couldn't cope with having to wear underpants, Y-fronts or boxers. Then found a gents outfitters where I purchased a new suite, shirt and tie. Then located a supermarket for my toiletries and other essential odds and ends. Not the start I really wanted, I'm sure my blood pressure went through the roof. Its amazing what you need, but just take for granted, as I had not even thought about toiletries, only the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luggage did arrive at 01:30 Wednesday morning, but as I was not given a delivery time, I couldnt take the risk of not having suitable clothing for my presentation. However, it still puzzles me why most of the stuff in my case was wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to cap it all, Istanbul International airport is burning like Bunsfield tonight (Wednesday). Hopefully they wont have to shut it down, else I just might have to stay here for another week or two, (not that I would be too bothered as its bloody hot today, and I have my bikini thong with me just incase I get a chance to use the pool)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114849837334809900?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114849837334809900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114849837334809900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114849837334809900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114849837334809900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/05/week-on-my-travels.html' title='A week on my travels.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114849741323063777</id><published>2006-05-24T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T20:03:33.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A bad week for Footbal</title><content type='html'>Well the hammers ended up drawing the game to a spectacular goal from Gerrard, then lost on penalties.  Not a nice way to lose a cup final.&lt;br /&gt;Then Leeds go and lose 3-0 to Watford in the premiership playoff final.  I was surpirsed any of them could field a team with all the reds and yellows they both picked up in the semi finals.  The final appeared to be as bad as they both picked up many more yellows and a couple of reds each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, theres always next season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114849741323063777?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114849741323063777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114849741323063777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114849741323063777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114849741323063777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/05/bad-week-for-footbal.html' title='A bad week for Footbal'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114753129308142007</id><published>2006-05-13T15:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T16:45:51.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>West Ham FA Cup Final</title><content type='html'>Well I find myself sitting here watching only my second football match this season. Its the FA cup final between West Ham and Liverpool. The first game was Leeds and Preston North End earlier this week. I got really animated during the Leeds games, as I knew it would be a tough one as a place in the final play-offs for the Premier League was up for grabs. Leeds went 1-0 ahead, then within minutes it was 2-0, and I had visions of earlier games where they have secured a good lead only to give it all away and lose. This time it was different, they held Preston and when you see the number of bookings and sending off's, Leeds will be lucky to field a strong team against Watford in the final next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I said, I'm sat here watching the footie, West Ham get given an own goal by Liverpool, then they get a second as the keeper fumbles the ball. So a great start. Liverpool pull one back, but its a really exciting game, flowing from one end to the other, shots on goal from both teams, its all wide open.&lt;br /&gt;What a second half,  Liverpool pull one back for 2-2, then West Ham put a fantastic goal in so its 3-2, West Ham are having the run of the game, but its by no means an easy game, just I dont believe Liverpool are having their best day.  All change, West Ham are on the defensive.  This game is so all over the place.  One minute its all the Hammers, the next its all Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;Only 7 minutes to go, and I have bitten my nails to the quick as this game is so exciting and I have to go out, what a bummer.  I hope the hammers can hold on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114753129308142007?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114753129308142007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114753129308142007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114753129308142007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114753129308142007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/05/west-ham-fa-cup-final.html' title='West Ham FA Cup Final'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114667023434298850</id><published>2006-05-03T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:36:01.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT In The Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/09x_No_Chance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/200/09x_No_Chance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/06x_Girl_Mode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/200/06x_Girl_Mode.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the weekend, as it was such a lovely day, we went for a very long walk in Salcey forest(6 Miles).&lt;br /&gt;It is rumoured that this forest has many a dead body under it from when they built the m1 motorway.  Any dodgy characters would be bumped off, and driven to the nearest easily accessable forest for disposal.  Anyway, We packed a bag, and set off. I packed my denim mini skirt just in case I found it was safe to wear it (well it was a Bank holiday weekend and kids would be out in large numbers).&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in the forest and walked for miles, then we stopped at a bench for a rest, here I stripped off, and put on my mini skirt. It felt so nice to be dressed completely as a woman in the open at long last, with the breeze across my legs. We took several pictures, two of which are posted here. I cant wait until I can do it again, but am also hoping to go to the nudist beach next Bank holiday weekend, and so will be able to dress up (or dress down) in public again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114667023434298850?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114667023434298850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114667023434298850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114667023434298850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114667023434298850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/05/out-in-forest.html' title='OUT In The Forest'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114605542648307175</id><published>2006-04-26T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T13:43:46.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>YIPPIE - Weve done it at last</title><content type='html'>At last, its over.  We have seen some really crappy houses, I dont know how these estate agents can even have the balls to put some of them on the market, and try for full asking price.  We have seen one really run down place that needed about 20K's of work doing on it, one that had a garage with an asbestos roof that would have cost a fortune to remove, and then we finally saw a small property this morning that is very much like our current home, but with potential to extend.  The asking price was only 160K so well within our budget, we bid 155K, and had to go to 156K to secure the property.  At last the frustration and disappointment is over.  now we can start planning our move and the new extension over the garage and around the back and front of the house.  sounds a massive job, but it wont be really. Ive done this sort of extension work before and the hardest part is getting the planning permission.  now at least I can relax and start packing for a move end of June time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114605542648307175?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114605542648307175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114605542648307175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114605542648307175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114605542648307175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/04/yippie-weve-done-it-at-last.html' title='YIPPIE - Weve done it at last'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114596666016049008</id><published>2006-04-25T13:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T13:04:20.160+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn and Blast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The stupid people, they only wanted to push us up to the full asking price for a total wreck, so we told them to go swivel.  We are now looking at a nice house needing no work, on the edge of town overlooking a nature reserve, for the same price.  so stuff them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114596666016049008?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114596666016049008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114596666016049008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114596666016049008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114596666016049008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/04/damn-and-blast.html' title='Damn and Blast'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114589388905926518</id><published>2006-04-24T16:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T17:45:30.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Expensive Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The past few days have proved to be very expensive ones. Firstly, on Thursday evening, I had trouble driving my car, then Friday morning, I couldn't get it into gear, so it was stuck on my driveway. A call to a mechanic and a quick inspection says the clutch has gone. Therefore as I can be called on by 'The Company' to be anywhere in the country at anytime, I had to hire a car for a week as the mechanic cant fix it until later this week. Then we booked two holidays for later this year, firstly Linda and I will be going to the Costa Del Sol. I've always had a bad feeling about Spain, its the thug'ish British thing, as that's were they all seem to go on holiday, cheap booze and loose women. Perhaps I'm a bit out of touch now, but as we will be going out of school holiday times, we shall just have to see. The second holiday is a family holiday to the up and coming trendy Bulgaria. We are off to Sunny Beach, and it better be.&lt;br /&gt;Then the Biggy' I sold my little house on Saturday morning to a nice couple, first time buyers, and they had me over a barrel really, so I had to drop my price by 3K. Anyway,we saw a very nicely presented 4 bed detached in the posh part of town, and put an offer of 5k below the asking price, only to be messed around and the guy then withdrew his property from the market. Never mind, we then saw a really dilapidated 4 bed detached this morning and put an offer in 20K below the asking price, as we will need to make some significant changes to the place. This offer was rejected as we expected, but we then found out that the sellers minimum price was our absolute maximum for this property, so we should know in the morning if we have a run down old wreck of a house to move into, only to spend a few quid on doing it up into a really nice place. I try and look past the decor and fittings, and concentrate more on room size and possible room layouts. This place has really good room sizes, a fair sized garden and a double garage. So watch this space for an update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114589388905926518?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114589388905926518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114589388905926518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114589388905926518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114589388905926518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/04/very-expensive-week_24.html' title='A Very Expensive Week'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114545900703289944</id><published>2006-04-19T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:16:38.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Springer The Opera - Whats The fuss About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/jerryspringer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/320/jerryspringer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Last night we went to Milton Keynes Theatre to see the Jerry Springer Opera. Well we heard on the local television news, that there would be many protestors there trying to prevent people from seeing the show. Now, I am all for free speech and freedom of expression, but I don't want to be pestered when going to the theatre. Anyway, we arrived a bit early expecting hassle, only to find loads of old biddies outside the main entrance area, which is about 15 meters from the main doors, and people could freely gain access to the theatre, even by the side doors where there were no lobbyists. We went inside unchallenged and went up to the 1st floor balcony and watched them sing songs and hand out leaflets, so really all in all a bit of an anti-climax (oh er misses).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway, by the time the show started there were about 100 old biddies out side, so we went and watched the show. Now, I'm by no means an atheist or a Christian, but I did have a Christian upbringing and was confirmed into the Christian faith many moons ago, so I was extremely intrigued to find out what all the fuss was about. Being a big fan of Jerry Springer back in the 80's when I watched him on Sky TV, I knew he would have gays, lesbians, transsexuals and many other types of people on his show, and hoped the stage performance would have a diverse range of characters as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well, we sat down to a quiet start, and It is mostly all sung, so Opera it is (well sort of), at first I found it very hard to distinguish what was being sung, but picked up on key words, and managed to put them together to make half a sentence. I later fell into the thought train of the writer and could understand what was being said or sung. This show had me laughing from the start, all the way to the end. It was hilarious. I don't know if everybody would like it, but it is FULL of VERY strong language, and features gays, lesbians, hookers and transsexuals, the KKK even made an appearance (how funny where they! Abso-bloody-lutely hilarious).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went to this to view it as a form of entertainment. I may not be perfect (heavens above, did I say that out loud), and can accept people laughing at me and my foibles, I can accept peoples views, but I don't necessarily agree with them, free speech and all that, and yes there is references to God and stuff, but if you take this as entertainment and not as a form of criticism or the cast slating off religion it is a very funny show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is after all a stage SHOW, so if you can live with very strong language for 2 hours, and I mean STRONG, then you must go and see it. It's a great laugh. I haven't giggled so much continuously in a long while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114545900703289944?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114545900703289944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114545900703289944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114545900703289944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114545900703289944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/04/jerry-springer-opera-whats-fuss-about.html' title='Jerry Springer The Opera - Whats The fuss About'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114388264417679417</id><published>2006-04-01T09:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T10:39:21.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tour of Israel, and Tour Guides in General</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/Masada_Mud01_Nov_05_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/200/Masada_Mud01_Nov_05_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Linda asked me if I remembered the tour guide we had in Israel, she thought his name was Rudi, but I knew it was Udi, as I have several work colleagues and very good friends over there, one or two are called Udi.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted his website for a friend at work who wants to go to Israel for a religious tour.  That had me start thinking about tour guides.  Since my divorce in 1999, I have taken three foreign holidays a year, and therefore have had the pleasures (sometimes dubious) of many a tour guide.  Most are ok, some don't really give a shit, and to date, nobody has come close to the knowledge, friendliness and enthusiasm of Udi.  His motto is 'To look is one thing, to see another.  But to understand... Is an entirely different matter'&lt;br /&gt;This is such a true statement, so often we only look at the surface and never see beyond that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this tour I was dressed in a totally girly outfit, tight shorts, and girly summer top with girls trainers, we had to cover up a little at some points as it was so hot at the top of Masada, so I covered up with an Indian style feminine top. I felt so at ease in our group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our itinerary for this tour was:&lt;br /&gt;Pickup at the Egypt / Israeli border crossing which for me was a bit of a challenge, as I visit Israel pretty regularly, I know the drill, but this was one of the worst times I have had, also as I didn't look much like my passport picture, and wearing girly clothes......  They ask you have you been to Israel before.  I said 'yes', they said 'not this passport', I said, 'I don't think so', they said, 'how about February', I said, 'Um, that's about right', but I had been asked not to get my passport stamped by my boss as it was a new passport and I was expecting to go on a trip to Saudi Arabia.  That immediately raised alarm bells and both Linda and I were sent a different route to everybody else through the controls.  We had been first in the queue, but where last to get to our tour bus.  I wont detail what we had to endure, but if your a regular to Israel, you may have some good idea's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest of the tour was fine, except we had similar problems getting out of Israel back into Egypt.  The rest of the tour consisted of:&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel north along the Rift Valley till the Dead Sea, lowest point on the face of earth.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lunch in a Kibbutz&lt;br /&gt;2. Ascend Masada - Israel's foremost Archaeological Park, via cablecar. &lt;br /&gt;3. A thorough visit gives insight to the rituals, politics and culture of the people who inhabited this desert fortress.&lt;br /&gt;4. Descend to the shores of the Dead Sea for an afternoon of leisure.&lt;br /&gt;5. Indulge yourselves in the mineral-rich black mud of the Dead Sea, float in its therapeutic waters or simply relax at the spa.&lt;br /&gt;6. Return to Eilat at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/Masada_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/200/Masada_20.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes pictures of everybody on his tours, and does not overdo the religious aspect, but does use the holy book as a point of reference for parts of the visits to help explain what was occurring at these places at particular points in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to see some of his recent tours, go to &lt;l&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelisrael.co.il/"&gt;Udi's website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/l&gt; and have a look around.  I have no idea if his prices are high or competitive, but if you want the best, you must use Udi.  To date, nobody has come close to him as a tour guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114388264417679417?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114388264417679417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114388264417679417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114388264417679417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114388264417679417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/04/tour-of-israel-and-tour-guides-in.html' title='Tour of Israel, and Tour Guides in General'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114328179417949100</id><published>2006-03-25T10:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:16:34.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Lowering UK Fuel Prices</title><content type='html'>If your fed up with paying extortionate prices for your UK fuel, then you can use and register with either or both of the links below.  Petrolprices.com will search for the cheapest fuel prices in your location, and pipeline.org is like a company car fuel card (without the tax implications), where they are negotiating a discounted price for fuel in the UK with a major seller.  Once of the ground I hope to be able to cut my car fuel bill by a couple of hundred pounds a year, but then I do travel between 25,000 and 30,000 miles a year, so every penny helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114328179417949100?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114328179417949100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114328179417949100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114328179417949100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114328179417949100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/lowering-uk-fuel-prices.html' title='Lowering UK Fuel Prices'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114321249641328664</id><published>2006-03-24T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-24T15:04:37.903Z</updated><title type='text'>TransAmerica</title><content type='html'>Oh Yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just watched a trailer for a new film TransAmerica. This looks like it could a roller coaster emotion ride. Its about a guy who becomes a woman, and meets his/her son and goes on a road-trip with him. Obviously, the son finds out. I cant tell anymore about it, but I think its got to be a 'must see' film when it comes out to the far flung reaches of the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;l&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.transameric-movie.com/"&gt;film preview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/l&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114321249641328664?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114321249641328664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114321249641328664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114321249641328664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114321249641328664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/transamerica.html' title='TransAmerica'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114313095471881870</id><published>2006-03-23T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:22:34.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Jury Service - Coroners Court Update 2</title><content type='html'>Boy am I glad that's over.  Hearing the evidence can have an affect on you as at times it could be quit graphic.  We had an exhibit of pictures this morning, fortunately all were of the location so easy to deal with. We all then went off to deliberate the outcome, and that was a very interesting discussion which I cannot reveal to anybody.  However, it was good to see people from different walks of life and with different life experiences offer their viewpoints, but at no time was anybody pushy or driving us towards a specific verdict. It was all very civilized.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  That's an experience I have had now, and to be honest.  I would do it again.  Coroners court is very different from the Crown court, but still as important that the evidence must viewed and analyzed with the same degree of thoroughness to obtain the verdict.  I have yet to be a juror on the Crown court, and to be honest, that does hold a degree of trepidation for me, as I would hate to send an innocent person to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have heard that it is expected that 1 in 4 people around you are transvestite / crossdresser.  Well in our group, I was obviously 1 crossdresser, and looking at the others, I suspect there may have been 2 more.  That made our group exceed the average numbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said.  I will speak no more of this civil duty, and this chapter in my life is over until the next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114313095471881870?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114313095471881870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114313095471881870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114313095471881870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114313095471881870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/jury-service-coroners-court-update-2.html' title='Jury Service - Coroners Court Update 2'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114305498122613372</id><published>2006-03-22T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T19:16:21.276Z</updated><title type='text'>Jury Service - Coroners Court Update</title><content type='html'>Oh boy, oh boy.  Day 1, and I realize I've chosen the wrong job.  We arrived at court in the afternoon, and we're on our way home just after 4pm.  Now that's the timescale I like to work too.  Anyway, we had to swear an oath, then we heard some witness statements.  As I said previously, I cannot comment on this case, but will only detail my feelings.  As this is a coroners court, then obviously somebody has died! that's a given right?  So we hear statements from family members, friends, and emergency workers.  This must be so hard for them having to re-live the experience again. I felt very sad for all concerned and just wanted to go and give them a big hug, but we couldn't.  We have some legal beagles asking questions, and we can even ask questions, but what can you say really !  The case has some interesting details and I think we may be hearing from 'expert' witnesses tomorrow. The only way I am dealing with this is to try and forget it whilst I'm not in the courts.  Well that's not too difficult since my memory is shot to pieces, its been overloaded with techno garbage for my job, so I have over 25 years of techno rubbish ingrained, that occasionally something bubbles to the surface that is of no consequence anymore, and leaves me wandering where the hell it came from.  Anyway, must dash, its dinner time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114305498122613372?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114305498122613372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114305498122613372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114305498122613372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114305498122613372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/jury-service-coroners-court-update.html' title='Jury Service - Coroners Court Update'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114302666333328887</id><published>2006-03-22T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:24:23.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Jury Service - Coroners Court !</title><content type='html'>Hi folks.  I have been especially chosen by her Royal Madgeness to sit on a jury at the coroners court.  I have to sign a form to declare that I am a suitable candidate, well, I do watch ALL the CSI episodes going, I loved Rumpole of the Bailey, Crown Court, Monk, Quincy and others, so I think that makes me qualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to court and have no idea what to expect, I have been to crown court twice before, once as a member of the public in the viewing gallery, that was with my mum back in the 1970's, now that was an experience, and the second time, I was in crown court as the plaintiff, and won my case.  Now that's a really scary experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am obviously not allowed to discuss the case as both myself and the person I tell would be in contempt of court. So don't expect any details here.  I will tell you of my experience though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114302666333328887?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114302666333328887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114302666333328887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114302666333328887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114302666333328887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/jury-service-coroners-court.html' title='Jury Service - Coroners Court !'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114242246370096339</id><published>2006-03-15T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:34:54.390Z</updated><title type='text'>The First Picture of Baby Callum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/Baby_Callum_Just_Born.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/320/Baby_Callum_Just_Born.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the first picture of baby callum taken minutes after he was born on Monday, on my sons mobile phone.  Such good quality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114242246370096339?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114242246370096339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114242246370096339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114242246370096339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114242246370096339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-picture-of-baby-callum_15.html' title='The First Picture of Baby Callum'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114242238965700000</id><published>2006-03-15T11:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:33:09.656Z</updated><title type='text'>The Good News And The Bad News !.</title><content type='html'>Here's the good news - I'm a granddad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the bad news - I'm a GRANDDAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it folks, according to my children, I am officially OLD. My son has today 13th March 2006 produced what we believe to be his first child, its a BOY weighing in at nn 8 lbs 4 oz, and is called Callum, and was born at 16:40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to find a way of not making this sound as if I'm so old (I'm only 46 for gods sake!), so how about Grandpa, grandpops or has anybody any other cool sounding names that I could adopt for this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 'old codger' signing off ! na no na no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as an aside, I just found the &lt;l&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sitcomsonline.com/morkandmindy.html"&gt;Mork and Mindy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/l&gt; website where you can even get a yourname@ork.net email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Republished as the comments option has dissapeared&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114242238965700000?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114242238965700000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114242238965700000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114242238965700000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114242238965700000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-news-and-bad-news_15.html' title='The Good News And The Bad News !.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114183562887116400</id><published>2006-03-08T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-13T18:19:28.003Z</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam - What A Place.</title><content type='html'>Well folks, we had a fantastic time in Amsterdam.  We arrived mid afternoon at Schipol airport, caught the train into Central Station Amsterdam, then managed to find our hotel, just a 5 minute walk from the railway station.  This was a tricky walk for anybody who knows the area, you have to dodge the bicycles, cars, buses and trams.  What a nightmare.  Anyway, we arrived safe and sound, and checked in at the hotel.  I had been flustered all morning as my nail polish was ruined almost from the time I put it on, so wasn't best pleased.&lt;br /&gt;We went for a walk later, and the weather was shall we say, winter with a touch of summer.  Basically it was freezing cold, but sunny.  Sunday, we had snow and slush everywhere.  We decided to walk everywhere as it only takes about 20 minutes to go to anywhere.  We walked up to Dam square, did lots of window shopping, stopped in the occasional cafe for a hot chocolate and visited the sex museum, then returned to our hotel for a mid afternoon nap.  My feet were killing me, I only had my 2inch heels with me, and walking on cobbles all morning was killing me.  Vanity, maybe one day I will learn that the look isn't everything. We had tapas in the evening, and then back to the bar for a bear, here I had a woman falling at my feet, I thought 'hello, that's a bit forward', but then I realized she had blacked out, so demanded a medic for her.  We managed to bring her round after a few minutes, but it was a little scary.  I forgot all my basic first aide, as I hadn't used it for years.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, we strolled around the red light district, and took a river boat trip around the canals, also went to Anne Frank's house and the Jewish Museum.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the houses in the area were built in the 16, 17 and 1800's, yet they appear to be in really good condition.&lt;br /&gt;Monday evening, we decided to indulge in a space cake, and got off our heads for few hours.  We both had a very strange but powerful urge almost at the same time, and it just had to be accommodated, which lead to an hours most exhilarating fun.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole four days in female attire, and loved it, including make-up.  I never took a skirt as it was so damn cold, but my trousers, shoes, tops and coat are all from girly shops.  I got many a quizzical look, but just carried on with whatever I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/1600/165_Graham%20Leaving.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5728/1011/200/165_Graham%20Leaving.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post some pictures when I have time, but am a little busy at the moment catching up with work stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;Speak again soon people.&lt;br /&gt;Update - Pictures added to Webshots, so take a look a the bottom of this blog page for all my photos on Webshots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114183562887116400?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114183562887116400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114183562887116400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114183562887116400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114183562887116400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/03/amsterdam-what-place.html' title='Amsterdam - What A Place.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114106446435108693</id><published>2006-02-27T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:21:06.960Z</updated><title type='text'>Technical Help Required</title><content type='html'>Well, being a bit of a technophobe, even though I work in IT, I have no idea how to accomplish the task I have set myself.  Sometime in the future, I would like to make my blog, use RSS.  I have myself an RSS reader, and have subscribed to various sites, and this works great.  I would like to open this feature up to my readership, such that you can subscribe to my RSS feeds, but have no idea whats required, or how to do it.  I have reviewed a couple of sites around this topic, and boy I just get so confused.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody have any ideas or point me at some links that explain this in plain simple noddy English !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A confused Essex Girl !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114106446435108693?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114106446435108693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114106446435108693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114106446435108693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114106446435108693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/02/technical-help-required.html' title='Technical Help Required'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-114087483363982853</id><published>2006-02-25T13:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:30:41.656Z</updated><title type='text'>A Lots Happened Recently</title><content type='html'>Well folks, its been a while since I posted, but I have been extremely busy with work, preparing for visitors from abroad and preparing to run a seminar for 50 of our customers, so you can guess its been a bit hectic. We ran the seminar last Thursday, and had a full house. I arrived home at 10:30pm Thursday evening, and slept like a log, then back to work Friday, and when I returned home again, I was asleep all evening after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I have also subscribed to a search engine to find the cheapest fuel in my location. This is really good and has already saved many pounds as I do approx 35,000 miles a year, the savings will soon stack up. If you want the cheapest fuel, then go to &lt;a href="http://www.petrolprices.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.petrolprices.com/&lt;/a&gt; or locate the logo at the bottom of my blog page.&lt;br /&gt;Also our house has been on the market now for three weeks, and we have had one viewing and one that failed to turn up. I think we wont be using this agent again, and will renew our contract with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend we are off to Amsterdam for a long weekend. Here 'she who must be obeyed' will be experiencing one of Hollands notorious food stuffs, and we will both be very &lt;em&gt;'happy'&lt;/em&gt; for the evening. I havent had much of a chance to dress up properly recently, but will be spending the whole of our long weekend away as Michelle. I cant wait til Friday evening to do my nails etc... and pack our case. I will report back when we return, and may even post a few pictures for you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-114087483363982853?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/114087483363982853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=114087483363982853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114087483363982853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/114087483363982853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/02/lots-happened-recently.html' title='A Lots Happened Recently'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113930648936079121</id><published>2006-02-07T09:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-07T10:01:29.400Z</updated><title type='text'>Laser Treatment Update</title><content type='html'>Just a short update on my laser treatment.  I have been going now for some months as you may recall.  The treatment has 6 week breaks unless you catch the sun, then you have to wait a bit longer, so during the summer I had to extend the period between treatments.  Anyway, its going really well.  I have almost completed my under arm treatment.  Underarm hair is almost totally gone, so far I have only found 1 very fine hair.  The girls at the clinic tell me I should expect some fine hair, and that I can have 'maintenance' treatments whenever needed, but it would be easier to tweeze them out.  I started having my nipples done as well since they were good and thick hair, and they have run-a-way and hidden as well so I am almost hair free on the chest as well.  Luckily I wasnt particularly hairy in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Is it painful? well the first couple of times, I had to have them stop 3 times on each armpit, but these are supposed to be the most sensitive part of the body, the nipples I could accept the whole treatment the first time.  Now, since the thick hair has deminished, I can accept the whole treatment under arm with no stopping.  I read that it feels like somebody pinging an elastic band on your body, and I think thats the best description really.  They apply Aloe Vera afterwards to help reduce the heat.  I usually have my treatment in the morning between 9 and 10, then by lunchtime the heat and pain has pretty much gone.  By evening, I have no after affects at all. If you dislike body hair as much as I do, perhaps you should &lt;br /&gt;consider it.  I can thoroughly recommend bodilight in Milton Keynes, I have turned up in semi girl mode everytime, all the clothes I've worn are womens clothes, but ususally tight jeans and pretty tops.  They dont bat an eyelid, they are used to treating transexuals so they tell me, so to have a TV in the premises is not &lt;br /&gt;big deal.  I love being there, as I can be the real me in public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113930648936079121?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113930648936079121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113930648936079121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113930648936079121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113930648936079121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/02/laser-treatment-update.html' title='Laser Treatment Update'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113924332635356260</id><published>2006-02-06T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:31:57.320Z</updated><title type='text'>Our House For Sale</title><content type='html'>So we've put our house on the market, and here it is, if anybody's genuinely interested, get in touch at graham.harper@btconnect.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rightmove.co.uk/viewdetails-5676133.rsp?pa_n=22&amp;tr_t=buy"&gt;Our House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113924332635356260?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113924332635356260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113924332635356260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113924332635356260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113924332635356260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/02/our-house-for-sale.html' title='Our House For Sale'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113924254016822431</id><published>2006-02-06T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:23:15.663Z</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A While - House for Sale</title><content type='html'>Well folks, its been a busy couple of weeks, We had a few days off, and spent the weekend striping and repainting the garage door, I broke many nails and totally ruined my nail varnish.  Then we spent the next 2 days having a massive throw out time, we binned loads of old stuff, and stuff we've never used, and took it all down the rubbish dump.  Yes, we did as much recycling as possible.  Also sorted some clothes and other odds and ends, and deposited them at the cancer research shop.  Then after three hard days work, we treated ourselves to watching 'Memoirs of a Geisha'.  A very moving film, I got a but weepy, but I think it was more because the star of the show ages throughout the film from about 6 years old to probably mid 20's.  In her earliest form, she was the spitting image of my eldest daughter when she was 6.  It was terribly spooky.&lt;br /&gt;We also had a couple of estate agents in to value our little abode, and then we went and looked at a very large house, that is within our price range, and only because its in quite a bad state of repair.  We both said the house is just ideal from room sizes and the number and location of rooms, its just we would have to spend a good few days clearing up the grime of the previous occupiers before we could start to live in a Couple of rooms.  Then I am guessing it would take at least 6 months to decorate the place to make it more homely.  There is some superficial exterior work that needs to be done, but nothing I couldn't get organized (I don't do heights, so somebody else can so that).&lt;br /&gt;We also went to a new restaurant in Northampton called Occo on Derngate.  A very nice Moroccan and Lebanese restaurant.  We didn't really now what to have, so fortunately, they provide an 'experience dinner' where you get lots of samples of the food, it was absolutely great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113924254016822431?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113924254016822431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113924254016822431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113924254016822431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113924254016822431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-been-while-house-for-sale.html' title='Its Been A While - House for Sale'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113777220176215098</id><published>2006-01-20T15:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:51:31.980Z</updated><title type='text'>Whales in London</title><content type='html'>no thats not the country !  I had heard the the river Thames was supposed to be really clean now-adays (I wouldn't drink from it though), and that they had seen fish in the river, but today, the BBC report not 1 but 2 BIG whales had been spotted in the Thames.  Apparently people have been flocking to the bridges over the river to catch a glimpse of these magnificent creatures. And its not April 1st yet either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113777220176215098?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113777220176215098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113777220176215098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113777220176215098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113777220176215098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/01/whales-in-london.html' title='Whales in London'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113663223978146501</id><published>2006-01-07T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-07T11:14:23.070Z</updated><title type='text'>How Boy'ish or Girly are You ?</title><content type='html'>I found this earlier today, and it tells me i'm 60% girly. Well as if I didnt know that already !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113663223978146501?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113663223978146501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113663223978146501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113663223978146501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113663223978146501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-boyish-or-girly-are-you.html' title='How Boy&apos;ish or Girly are You ?'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113663071573806159</id><published>2006-01-07T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:47:30.943Z</updated><title type='text'>A Word of Advice To All Wanna-bee Transvestites.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If your just starting out on this voyage of discovery, there is possibly only one shop that you may be considering going too. They are the most well known in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transvestite"&gt;transvestite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; community, and are also the biggest rip off merchants on the planet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have only visited their shops maybe three times in my 7 years since being out'd by my ex-wife. I now shop with confidence in regular shops for my whole female attire even shoes. I discovered that the shop assistants will occasionally give you a knowing smile, but most of the time, your just another punter buying something for his wife/girlfriend. I shop with my wife who is a size 18, and I'm a size 14, she is a 38C bra and I'm a 36A, this raised an eyebrow last weekend when we went shopping in Debenhams in Milton Keynes. I bought a very nice set of undies and bra by Sloggi. We both went to the checkout, and the girl looked me straight in the eye, then looked at my wife, then proceeded to ring my purchases through with a little smile. I have never been treated with anything but courtesy when buying female clothes or accessories, so my advice to any wanna-bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transvestite"&gt;transvestites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;, is shop in regular shops and don't be afraid. You will save a fortune over the rip off merchant prices, and your purchases will be of a good quality whereas the rip off merchant's products are of a very poor standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have been made aware via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beckysweb.co.uk/beckysblog/"&gt;Becky's T*Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; of a Google bomb that is aimed at getting this shop removed from its number 1 place on search engines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I'm backing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tranniefesto.co.uk/2006/01/06/"&gt;campaign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; to get Transformation off the top spot for Google searches with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anti-Transformation Google Bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;! The idea is to "Google Bomb" the Wikipedia entry for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transvestite"&gt;transvestite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; with links labelled simply with the word "transvestite". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you have a blog or a web site, and you support this campaign, please copy and paste the code in the box below into your blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;lt;[a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transvestite" title="transvestite"&amp;gt;transvestite&amp;lt;[/a&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;just remove the two '[' characters from the string above, and it should work fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You'll be doing trannies of the UK and around the world a favour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113663071573806159?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113663071573806159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113663071573806159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113663071573806159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113663071573806159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2006/01/word-of-advice-to-all-wanna-bee_07.html' title='A Word of Advice To All Wanna-bee Transvestites.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113604178593469502</id><published>2005-12-31T15:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T15:11:32.590Z</updated><title type='text'>New Template Installed</title><content type='html'>Well, new year is almost upon us, I have uploaded my new template, and have found one irritating issue with it, and that is everywhere I've written an apostrophie, it has been replaced with a euro sign. This is only for past posts, and any new posts this appears to be fine. I will slowly go back over my past posts, and amend the ' with a ' and republish them to fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year. and lets hope its a nice peaceful one !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113604178593469502?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113604178593469502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113604178593469502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113604178593469502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113604178593469502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-template-installed.html' title='New Template Installed'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113543802508989499</id><published>2005-12-24T15:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T15:06:27.103Z</updated><title type='text'>New Template For A New Year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi People.&lt;br /&gt;Today I have been updating my blogs template. I found a nice one on Cazza's blog templates site, and so have been busy beavering away at including all my customised bits and pieces. I have now completed it all, and will be unveiling the new look on January 1st. New year, new me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time of year, a lot of people look back over the past year, not me. I have had some good times and some not so good. So I am going to look forwards to 2006. In the coming year, I intend to try some new things, as I'm always up for a challenge. So in no particular order I will hopefully at some time in 2006 do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Smoke a cigar - I don't smoke, and don't like other doing it (I did smoke for a little while when I was 15, but that was kids stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Go ice skating, I have done this before, but always end up on my arse. I haven't been for over 10 years, and hopefully my belly will counter balance the weight of my arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Lose approximately 8lb (4Kg to those on European measures). I have no idea what I weight, so maybe it will need to be a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Go nude on the beach in summer. Yes I did that this year, but we were the only people on the beach so it isn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113543802508989499?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113543802508989499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113543802508989499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113543802508989499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113543802508989499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-template-for-new-year.html' title='New Template For A New Year.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113519265927151812</id><published>2005-12-21T19:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:01:48.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Damn that Engineer - He's so funny !</title><content type='html'>Well last night, I read the engineers perspective to the wife. Its been about 6 years since I read it last. Well, bugger me, I was halfway through reading it when I started to get the giggles, and as you read the article you will see what I mean, the further you go, the more you laugh. By the time I was almost finished reading the story, I could hardly speak, I was laughing so much, I had tears rolling down my cheeks. One saving grace. I wasn't wearing any mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great festive time who and where-ever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113519265927151812?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113519265927151812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113519265927151812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519265927151812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519265927151812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn-that-engineer-hes-so-funny.html' title='Damn that Engineer - He&apos;s so funny !'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113519038915912114</id><published>2005-12-21T18:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T14:01:03.563Z</updated><title type='text'>Does Santa Clause Exist? - The Engineers Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;There are approximately two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. However, since Santa does not visit children of Muslim, Hindu, Jewish or Buddhist religions, this reduces the workload for Christmas night to 15% of the total, or 378 million (according to the Population Reference Bureau). At an average rate of 3.5 children per household, that comes to 108 million homes, assuming there is at least one good child in each.&lt;br /&gt;Santa has about 31 hours of Christmas to work with, thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with a good child, Santa has around 1/1000th of a second to park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left for him, get back up the chimney, jump into the sleigh and go to the next house. Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false, but will accept for the purposes of our calculations), we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household; a total trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting bathroom stops or breaks. This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second or 3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second, and a conventional reindeer can run (at best) 15 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;The payload of the sleigh adds another interesting element. Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium sized Lego set (two pounds), the sleigh is carrying over 500 thousand tons, not counting Santa himself. On land, a conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that the 'flying' reindeer could pull ten times the normal amount, the job can't be done with eight or even nine of them. Santa would need 360,000 of them. This increases the payload, not counting the weight of the sleigh, another 54,000 tons, or roughly seven times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth II (the ship, not the monarch).&lt;br /&gt;600,000 tons travelling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance, this would heat up the reindeer in the same fashion as a spacecraft re-entering the earth's atmosphere. The lead pair of reindeer would absorb 14.3 quintillion joules of energy per second each. In short, they would burst into flames almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them and creating deafening sonic booms in their wake. The entire reindeer team would be vaporised within 4.26 thousandths of a second, or right about the time Santa reached the fifth house on his trip. Not that it matters, however, since Santa, as a result of accelerating from a dead stop to 650 mps in .001 seconds, would be subjected to centrifugal forces of 17,500 g's. A 250 pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of the sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force, instantly crushing his bones and organs and reducing him to, well, a quivering blob of pink goo.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if Santa did exist, he's dead now... or let's say he is suffering from one monstrous headache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113519038915912114?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113519038915912114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113519038915912114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519038915912114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519038915912114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/does-santa-clause-exist-engineers.html' title='Does Santa Clause Exist? - The Engineers Perspective'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113519014148390544</id><published>2005-12-21T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:57:08.690Z</updated><title type='text'>Does Santa Clause Exist? - The Explaination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For those of you who like to continue to believe, I offer the following explanation as a rebuttal to the "Engineer's Perspective"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The secret is that he slows time down for the rest of us, so he can move about freely while most of us are virtually frozen in place.  So he can make millions of trips to and from his warehouses to all the kids' homes.  He can accomplish this through the use of a little known portion of the general theory of relativity having to do with the relative rotations of electrons at super-cooled temperatures (that's why he has to live at the North Pole, by the way).  Santa's elves discovered long ago that when you vibrate super-cooled electrons using loud sounds at a very specific wavelength, they give off special quarks that interact with the neutrinos in the interstellar medium and the aurora borealis (this is, by the way, why Santa has to fly so high in the atmosphere).  This causes time to dilate for everyone except Santa and his sleigh (including reindeer), to one billionth of the pace that it normally runs.  As it turns out, the specific wavelength of sound that is needed corresponds precisely with the wavelength of the deep bass "HO,HO,HO" which Santa has perfected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The details of how this works are beyond the scope of this presentation.  The reindeer don't actually fly as we normally think of it.  Because time is so slowed down around them, they are able to actually attach themselves to clumps of photons that they see moving slowly by.  This is, by the way, why they needed Rudolph's bright nose in the classic story.  It wasn't just to see; it was also because they needed the light to help them stay aloft.  The time dilation factor is the reason why almost no one has actually seen Santa flying by in his sleigh.  Clement Moore was able to write his classic poem "A Visit from St. Nick" when an unusual alignments of planets caused the energy from a distant quasar to be focused directly on the grounds surrounding his house in New York at the precise moment when Santa arrived that night back in the 18th century.  The energy amplified the time dilation effect that surrounded the sleigh, and expanded it to include the house.  For this reason, Moore was able to watch Santa in what he believed was real time.  Incidentally, this time dilation effect means that Santa himself spends an incredible amount of his actual time delivering the presents on Christmas Eve.  It's not unusual for him to spend years of his own lifetime every Christmas Eve delivering packages.  All this effort (plus the energy he expends yelling "HO,HO,HO" every few seconds to maintain the effect) wears him out.  Fortunately, Santa pauses every once in a while to rest while delivering presents, and since he spends some of his time with Mrs. Claus he is able to produce descendants.  So, each year what you see is a different Santa - the son or grandson of the last year's Santa.  That explains why, if you go back to the same department store year after year, Santa sometimes looks a little different (fatter, thinner, glasses, spots of dark hair behind his white beard, etc.)  It's really a different Santa every year.  In fact, this constant substitution of the new Santa for the old has inspired stories like the comic strip "The Phantom", or the TV show "Lassie,” where they used several generations of look alike dogs.  Since I've learned these details, my real concern about Santa has to do with how he will cope in the future when mankind has developed interstellar travel at "relativistic" speeds.  No one has ever positively determined whether the time dilation effect he has perfected is cancelled out by the effect of time travel at near light speeds, or whether it is compounded!  Obviously, if compounded, he will have no problem travelling all over the galaxy on Christmas Eve (although, obviously, it will take several generations of Santa's to do just one Christmas).  If, on the other hand, the effect is cancelled, then Santa would have to actually operate in "real time", which means Christmas would have to be cancelled.  I've been working diligently on trying to solve this problem, which explains why I've made so little progress on solving the problems of global warming or world hunger.  Anyway, at least for the near future, Santa Claus is definitely coming to town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113519014148390544?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113519014148390544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113519014148390544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519014148390544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113519014148390544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/does-santa-clause-exist-explaination.html' title='Does Santa Clause Exist? - The Explaination'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113440850597690028</id><published>2005-12-12T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:55:57.133Z</updated><title type='text'>A Day In The Life Of ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I took a trip abroad last week to see one of my customers The Blooper Troopers. They had recently completed an upgrade after a year testing out the new product. And since then we have released another version which they won't move to for some time yet. During my visit, they complained of so many things that I have spent all day today working on fixing these issues for them or seeing if these issue have been resolved in the NOW available release. Of 21 issues, I can't resolve 3, and two others appear to be genuine bugs, so that's not bad. Perhaps they should have waited for the NOW release, rather than being so hasty, hopefully I will finish my testing on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went out with 'She Who Must Be Obeyed' last night (Sunday). Linda works for the UK's largest supermarket, and we had her teams Christmas dinner at a hotel near where we live. We went by cab so I could have a drink or seven. Well knowing I would be meeting her insensitive boss and his female underling, Linda asked that I don't be too obviously fem, which I didn't have a problem with, but I did wear my diamante studded thong, and some very festive earrings of Santa. Oh yes, and I slipped on a little sparkly lippy for added effect. Well we had to start the night on the right footing, and had a very large Bacardi and coke before leaving home, then had another 2 in the bar, followed by a jug of some very unusual cocktail that tasted like pernod in an apple flavoured J2O. You got used to it after the first glass.&lt;br /&gt;We had the meal which was pretty good all round, and played some general knowledge quizzes followed by a music quiz, and then some Karaoke, which I managed to avoid since being tone deaf, would not have been much fun for the other punters. Anyway, the boring old farts we had gone with, all left by 10:00, and yet most of them wouldn't be in work until late of not on shift Monday at all.... We stayed till 11:30, and got our cab home again, which was lucky really as my legs were starting to go, and my eyesight was shot to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Got up this morning, No hangover, just my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth, Yuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, did you hear the explosion in Hemel Hempstead Saturday morning, Allegedly it has was heard over 150 miles away. We only live about 35 miles from Hemel, and didn't hear a thing. The oil depot is still burning well today, and is expected to be burning for most of this week. They have closed the M1 motorway again this afternoon as they are expecting some more of the tanks to blow this evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113440850597690028?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113440850597690028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113440850597690028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113440850597690028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113440850597690028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-in-life-of.html' title='A Day In The Life Of ?'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113292869901192443</id><published>2005-11-25T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:51:16.506Z</updated><title type='text'>MEME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's a little something I stole from a friend of mine. If you're unfamiliar with a MEME, then basically, its n number of things you can/cant/want to do etc... This is extremely hard, as it can involve an amount of inner searching, and realisation of your own situation. I have trouble with all of these questions, as since my divorce back in 1999, I have become so open about myself, and already realised some of my fantasy's, so to complete 7 things I want to do, is pretty difficult as I have done a lot of them already. As I don't listen to myself, I don't really know what common phrases I say all the time, and to identify 7 things I cant do, well usually if I cant do it, then usually I don't need to be able to do it like laying carpet, I always get the carpet fitter in (much more fun watching somebody else doing it (evil grin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Can Do: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Put on a dress and still look like a 'bloke in a dress' to quote Eddie Izzard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Reverse my car into a parking space without hitting anything !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wear high heels and feel good about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Do-it-yourself maintenance (yes in heels as well).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fall asleep anywhere, anytime (yes, I have fallen asleep in a night club before).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Put my foot in my mouth (in both the physical (toes anyway) and metaphorical sense).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Paint my nails really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Can't Do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Give birth (I'm a guy after all).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Multi-task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold my drink, I get drunk after 3 pints of beer, and legless after 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember things, I am memory challenged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Put on mascara, it usually ends up down my cheek or smudged over my eyelid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ice skate, I have a bad sense of balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Constantly Say: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh bollocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Forget it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't remember that !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okey dokey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lovely jubley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I'd like to do in my Lifetime:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit the many exciting places on my travel list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Participate in a group orgy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Be accepted in public when dressed as a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Attend the Olympic games - not so much for the sport, more for the atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go to a Formula 1 race meeting - Yes I lived in Silverstone for several years and never went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fly on a supersonic jet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fly in a hot air balloon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113292869901192443?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113292869901192443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113292869901192443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113292869901192443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113292869901192443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/11/meme.html' title='MEME'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113285675686706677</id><published>2005-11-24T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:29:22.216Z</updated><title type='text'>It Only Takes A Minute</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This and the following post have come from my youngest daughter, shes only 14, but so grown up.  These are both part of a chain mail which I dont do! its a waste of my time and everybody elses.  However on reading the text, I felt it was worth publishing, and so if you wish to re-post, or copy and send around the world, feel free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113285675686706677?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113285675686706677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113285675686706677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113285675686706677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113285675686706677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-only-takes-minute.html' title='It Only Takes A Minute'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113285667022405980</id><published>2005-11-24T18:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:24:30.316Z</updated><title type='text'>15 Things You Probably Never Knew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here, we might as well dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;15 Things You Probably Never Knew or Thought About&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You mean the world to someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If not for you, someone may not be living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You are special and unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113285667022405980?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113285667022405980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113285667022405980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113285667022405980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113285667022405980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/11/15-things-you-probably-never-knew.html' title='15 Things You Probably Never Knew'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113233305898494676</id><published>2005-11-18T16:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:44:58.066Z</updated><title type='text'>General People Descriptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got this from a work colleague, really funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever been called any of these, well maybe I haven't, but quite often I feel like number 14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got into the gene pool while the lifeguard wasn't watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A room temperature IQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold them together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A gross ignoramus -- 144 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A photographic memory, but the lens cover is glued on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A prime candidate for natural de-selection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bright as Alaska in December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One celled organisms out score him in IQ tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Donated his body to scientists... Before he was done using it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;During evolution his ancestors were in the control group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fell out of the family tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Has two brains, one is lost and the other is out looking for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's so dense, light bends around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If brains were taxed, he'd get a rebate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you give him a penny for his thoughts, you get change back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's hard to believe that he beat 100,000 other sperm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One neuron short of a synapse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some drink from the fountain of knowledge, but he just gargled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Takes him 1.5 hours to watch "60 Minutes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I did remove a couple as I felt they were too 'other' country originated, as I didn't understand them.. perhaps thats me just being number 17 though !&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113233305898494676?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113233305898494676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113233305898494676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113233305898494676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113233305898494676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/11/general-people-descriptions.html' title='General People Descriptions'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113231750893204407</id><published>2005-11-18T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:38:28.946Z</updated><title type='text'>A quick catch up</title><content type='html'>Well it must be 3 weeks since I last posted, and a lots happened since. So lets step back in time a wee bit.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on holiday to Cyprus between 30 October and 6 November, we had a really great time even though the weather was lets say 'changeable' , we had warm days, some rain and lots of strong winds (weather wise, not ME). Anyway, in a previous post I suggested we may have some pictures of me on the beech to show you. Opps. Not so, Wifey was using her new digital camera whilst I was prancing around in a major olympic sized rock pool in just my bikini thong, and the pictures we ended up with were to say, well bit of rock, thumbs and me disappearing from the left side of picture....... She needs more practice, so I have volunteered to pose for her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of our flight back, she gives me a major blood vessel burst in the left eye, looked really bad at the time, but is almost gone now. We had to buy a ruck sack to carry all our booze back, and it was whilst I was trying to put this on with wifey's help, that the incident occurred, knocking off my glasses and slicing into my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since returning from holiday, I spent the first week on a 5 day training course learning a new product, its really cool, but I wont bore you with the details (unless you really ask). Then my colleague at work (we are a team of 2), goes and gets pneumonia and spends several days hospitalized. They tested him for legionaires as he was not presenting the normal symptoms of pneumonia. Thank God he didn't have that. Anyway, he was pumped full of drugs (prescription drugs I add quickly, but I'm sure he would have been happy with some 'blow',), anyway, he is back home now and recovering well, and I'm really pleased for him to be getting over it so quickly, we've chatted a lot, over several days but in short bursts as he gets breathless quickly. So that means I am picking up his workload at the moment as well. Life's getting tougher.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then only Wednesday this week, I found my memory stick wouldn't work with my laptop anymore, I was getting distraught as I have some important documents on it which I would hate to loose. Ok all you IT people, I know I should make backups, and I will some day.......Anyway, I plugged the memory stick into my USB hub at home, and the laptop detects it just fine, what a relief.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, must go for now as much work to do, and have missed lunch to make this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113231750893204407?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113231750893204407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113231750893204407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113231750893204407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113231750893204407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/11/quick-catch-up.html' title='A quick catch up'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-113058883384314671</id><published>2005-10-29T13:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:41:13.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Off On Holiday</title><content type='html'>We're off on holiday to Cyprus tomorrow morning, so today, I have just had a long hot shower and am now completely smooth ready for the beach. I had my laser treatment again last Thursday, so my underarms and chest are completely smooth and hopefully will be forever in another 6 months. I hate body hair, it's the most unattractive part of the body. The only place hair should be is on the head.&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping for a reasonably warm week so we can lounge on the beach in our bikini bottoms or less depending if we find somewhere suitable. I don't want a full tan, I cant do a full tan in a week, it takes me about three weeks to get a decent tanned colour else I burn too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully we will have a few pictures of us on the beach that I may share on the blog if Linda Okays them first.&lt;br /&gt;I will report back about our 'holiday from hell' hotel when we get back (If we get back !)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-113058883384314671?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/113058883384314671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=113058883384314671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113058883384314671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/113058883384314671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/off-on-holiday.html' title='Off On Holiday'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112974406484356329</id><published>2005-10-19T18:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T18:47:44.963+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinky Boots Review</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went and saw the film Kinky Boots.  firstly, I had a rare experience, I travelled on a very big bus, something I havent done for over a year.  what an experience.  We arrived mid afternoon at the cinema for this showing, and the cinema was almost deserted.  There were about 12 other people in there, and I think I was the youngest, and Linda the second youngest, It was much like a pensioners day out and I expected toffee rustling denture munching old biddies to be running up and down the isles.  Anyway, the film is in my opinion is a good representaiton of a transgendered / crossdressers life, with an exciting spin on how you can actually convert total biggots to accept people who are different.  The film is not spectacular, but in my mind its educational and entertaining, and to me thats important in a film.  Living here in Northampton, as I do, I was pleased to see that they used more than just the Trickers shoe factory in the film, there are several scenes shot in the market square and elsewhere around the town (some of which I didnt know, but hey, Ive only lived here 5 years).  They also spent time in London supposedly, in a drag Queen establishment, and I spent all my time looking to see if I recognised anybody there, and yes, I believe I did recognise a well know Tranny from Northampton who appears in many TV items (television - get your mind out of the gutter please !) .&lt;br /&gt;Linda and I actually met them one night a few years back for a tranny get together, and both Nikki and his wife are very pleasent, but to us it looked like a business and making money, so we havent been back since as it was all very highbrow, nice but a bit pricey.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want a laugh, and want to see what its like to be a tranny, then go see the film, it will open your eyes to many things we have to endure on a personal day to day basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112974406484356329?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112974406484356329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112974406484356329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112974406484356329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112974406484356329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/kinky-boots-review.html' title='Kinky Boots Review'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112966135382223585</id><published>2005-10-18T19:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T19:49:13.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ideal home Show.</title><content type='html'>Well Sunday we took a trip into London, and decided to travel on Midland Mainline from Wellingborough, which for a Sunday, costs almost as much per person as traveling during peak time from Milton Keynes. Anyway, after getting over the shock of the prices, we arrived at the show, and on reflection it was OK, nothing special, but we did manage to get loads of free food from the vendors, and from the girls in the main hall entrance, they were giving away boxes of meusli. Not my favorite breakfast cereal, but it will do, so we collected 3 boxes of the stuff during the time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;I had in my mind that the show would have several houses with floor plans and fully furnished houses, but they only had two, one was for carpets, and the other was to try and sell you properties in Spain.  but it was a good day all in all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112966135382223585?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112966135382223585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112966135382223585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112966135382223585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112966135382223585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/ideal-home-show.html' title='The Ideal home Show.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112928181383151438</id><published>2005-10-14T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:42:44.586Z</updated><title type='text'>A funny old week</title><content type='html'>Well this week has been pretty busy and I have seen some strange stuff. On Monday, I had to drive halfway across the country to Swindon, and spent 2 ½ hours presenting to one of our clients. Tuesday, I spent all day schlepping around London. I was in Bishopsgate in the morning, then walked to Holburn over lunch for my second appointment. On route, I was accosted by several people pushing newspapers, magazines and religious junk mail at me. I took the newspapers as they would be good reading material on the train, and they also have my favourite game 'Soduko' in them, so that would keep me amused on the journey home. Why do they insist on pushing junk at everybody, its such a waste of paper. Also on route, I saw the strangest sight of my life so far…… A very short rotund feller wearing a bright purple leotard, stood on top of a large crate, pushing pretend weight's. What made this sight even worse for me was the fact that he was extremely hairy ALL over. It reminded me of something you would have seen in Barnham's circus way back when, right down t the handle bar moustache. There were several people standing by taking pictures of this very unusual sight. So if you come to London, you must expect the unexpected. Thursday I drove down to the office for my 3 monthly appraisal with the boss, and spent an hour parked on the M40 as there had been a major RTA and the air ambulance needed to land. There was a BMW sandwiched between a couple of trucks, poor sod. That's one of my biggest fears is that I will end up road kill by some foreign truck driver, we have more foreign trucks on our roads now and they are either very tired, just don't see you, or forget they should be driving on the left.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I have ranted about drivers of various car types before, and I still maintain that Peugeot, BMW and Mercedes drivers are the worst. Anyway, must crack on and get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112928181383151438?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112928181383151438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112928181383151438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112928181383151438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112928181383151438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/funny-old-week.html' title='A funny old week'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112876347912246375</id><published>2005-10-08T10:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T10:26:50.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Blogrolled</title><content type='html'>How wicked, while noseying around the www, I found this site &lt;a href="http://www.samanthaburns.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.samanthaburns.com/&lt;/a&gt; which has actually blogrolled me, and she has a pretty damn good site as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112876347912246375?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112876347912246375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112876347912246375&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112876347912246375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112876347912246375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-been-blogrolled.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Blogrolled'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112876257239721277</id><published>2005-10-08T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T10:09:32.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In Urgent Need Of Cash</title><content type='html'>Thursday evening, I picked Linda up from work, and then realized I needed some cash for lunch on Friday with my work colleagues. However, this may seem a simple task of stopping at the cash machine and withdrawing the money. In reality, this was a little more difficult as I was fully dressed in a Jean mini skirt, Pink sparkling t-shirt, tights and high heels. Anyway, I really needed the cash, so parked up as near to the cash machine as I could, Waited for the guy who was at the machine to return to his car, then bit the bullet, and exited the car, and walked to the cash machine whilst being very vigilant of anybody within a 1 mile radius of me, and, damn there was a guy heading straight towards me about 100 yards off, and two girls coming at me from the other direction, I was trapped.................So, what do you do. Well I decided I was NOT going to go home without my money, so stayed at the machine, placed my request and received my money. This transaction took what seemed like 20 minutes. Anyway, by now, both the girls and the guy had passed me by, so I was 'safe'. I guess I must have looked the part as they couldn't see my face, and I am a pretty average sized girl with damn good legs 'so I'm told'. Anyway, I turned and walked head held high back to the car, and had to wait beside the car as a bus full of passengers went by, so all in all a very successful trip, and an exhilarating experience. I will have to do it again one day, but not just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112876257239721277?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112876257239721277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112876257239721277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112876257239721277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112876257239721277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-urgent-need-of-cash.html' title='In Urgent Need Of Cash'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112835822776153837</id><published>2005-10-03T17:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T17:50:27.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit to the parents - I'm so Proud of Them</title><content type='html'>Well, Linda and I went down to see my parents at the weekend, it was my dad's 70 something birthday. Well what do you get for a guy who has everything, and if he finds something new he wants, he just goes out and buys it. A quandry.&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday morning we got up, I put on my black thin cotton trousers with sparkly tights underneath, 1.5 inch heeled shoes, 1 inch long solid gold earings and white t-shirt with lilac capped sleeves with a shiney lilac motif on the front, and lilac nail varnish, and off we go. We stopped in at Milton Keynes on the way down as we heard they were having a collectors fair. We browsed the stalls, and saw many people dressed up as Superman and trekies etc. so I didnt feel out of placed in my girly get-up. We found a picture of Sir Bobby Moore and the England football team after winning the World cup back in 1966, and inserted in the picture frame were two slides of actual film footage from the game. My dad is a football nut, so this was a must buy for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at the South Mimms services on the M25 for a cup of tea and cake, and I got some serious hard looks from one woman in particular, like she was saying 'who let &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; out' but I just sat there and raised my pinkie when drinking my tea, so she could see the full effect of the nails (which by the way are very long for a guy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at my parents, and I think they were a little suprised by my outfit, but they were very polite and didnt say a thing. I came out to them back in autumn 1998 and was blunty told not to come home dressed. That was a long time ago, and I figured they had seen me in various female clothes, but always the type that left you thinking 'was that a girls top or shoes, or not'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday, I was full on girly. I have spoken to my mum since, and she hasnt made any untoward comments, so I guess they are OK with it all now. I'm so proud of them for accepting me for who I am, and hopefully they still love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112835822776153837?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112835822776153837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112835822776153837&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112835822776153837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112835822776153837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/10/visit-to-parents-im-so-proud-of-them.html' title='A visit to the parents - I&apos;m so Proud of Them'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112809714082220952</id><published>2005-09-30T17:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T17:19:00.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If Girls Ruled The World</title><content type='html'>Well this is how we would interract with our PCs, I prefer a pretty pink blush rather than natural though !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img277.imageshack.us/img277/3711/womanruledtheworld0023dl.jpg" border="0" width="491" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112809714082220952?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112809714082220952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112809714082220952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112809714082220952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112809714082220952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-girls-ruled-world.html' title='If Girls Ruled The World'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112792464105944628</id><published>2005-09-28T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T17:24:01.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday bookings</title><content type='html'>Well how misleading can they be.  She who must be obeyed, called up a holiday company yesterday to book a holiday we were quite interested in, the flights were from London - Luton, and at midday (I hate early morning flights).  Anyway, the brochure on the web said the hotel was in Paphos, and the flight landed at Paphos airport, so that sounded great as I don't like long transfers.  So once the boss had given over her card details, the girl said she would call back later after the transaction was complete.  Well during this time we did some further research, and found that the hotel was really in Protaras, and that it takes an hour from Larnaka airport to Protaras, so we guessed it would be three hours from Paphos airport.  The travel agent girl rang back, and said she thought the hotel was nowhere near Paphos, and we told her that we also believed this to be the case, so ended up booking another hotel, but this time we WILL be in Paphos, right on the harbour front (hopefully not in a cardboard box). So what out Cyprus, "girls on tour next month".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112792464105944628?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112792464105944628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112792464105944628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112792464105944628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112792464105944628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/holiday-bookings.html' title='Holiday bookings'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112746391971126206</id><published>2005-09-23T09:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T09:25:19.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Genuine Posts Please !!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I am so sorry, but I love to have people post here, but I seem to be getting a bit of spam posting going on, so I have had to add 'word verification' to any posts you may leave, don't worry, its very simple to use, you are presented with a series of letters that you need to type into a special box when you publish your post. Simple. This should stop the spammers.&lt;br /&gt;for all of you already on your weekends, enjoy. For those of us about to have our weekend, enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112746391971126206?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112746391971126206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112746391971126206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112746391971126206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112746391971126206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/only-genuine-posts-please.html' title='Only Genuine Posts Please !!!!'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112740748332308648</id><published>2005-09-22T17:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:38:59.240Z</updated><title type='text'>supercalifrgilisticexpialidocious</title><content type='html'>Well on Tuesday evening Linda and I went up to London (strange expression that since is down the country - but never mind), we arrived in Soho close by the Prince Edward Theatre, Old Compton Street. We were a little early, so went and had a soft drink and slice of cake each, well yes I was gob smacked, two drinks and two slices of cake = £15:00, talk about rip off !!!!!, anyway, after that we wandered around Soho and well, it was very prominently male gays hanging around the pubs, some very cute guys around and about. Anyway I digress, We went into the theatre, and took our seats, FRONT row, looking straight into the orchestra pit, and then the show started. I'm not that much of a musicals person, but this show was absolutely fantastic. Mary P is a real stunner, and was projected across the audience on wires right up into the roof of the playhouse. The music was fantastic and bought back many childhood memories of watching the film on TV. This is a must see musical. You can find out more from the website &lt;a href="http://www.marypoppinsthemusical.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.marypoppinsthemusical.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; and ensure you have your speakers turned on ! Marry P was played by Laura Michelle Kelly, and they have a complete bio on here and the other stars such as David Haig (of the Thin Blue Line) playing Mr. Banks, and Gavin Lee who plays 'Bert' in this musical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112740748332308648?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112740748332308648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112740748332308648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112740748332308648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112740748332308648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/supercalifrgilisticexpialidocious.html' title='supercalifrgilisticexpialidocious'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112732693529605176</id><published>2005-09-21T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:37:07.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Test using Blogger for Word</title><content type='html'>Test using Blogger for Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm typing this blog test in MS Word, and have added a small picture to see what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update - OK so the word plug-in doesnt deal with pictures, only text, never mind, no real problem there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112732693529605176?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112732693529605176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112732693529605176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112732693529605176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112732693529605176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/test-using-blogger-for-word.html' title='Test using Blogger for Word'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112732583195134449</id><published>2005-09-21T18:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:03:51.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>City Of The Dead - Critique</title><content type='html'>Oh my good, it may have been 4am when I watched this film, but how dreadful can it get, well if you really want to know, go by this rubbish, fortunately I bought it from a cheap shop and it only cost me £1.50 for the DVD, but from a label that claims to be 23rd Century, I think the film was made in the 1970's, the quality is poor and it was very dull, I had to up the brightness on my TV to be able to watch any of it. The acting is so wooden that I expected Aunt sally to pop out of the cupboard. There is a remote story line, but for a certificate 18 horror film, the Omen series are much more frightening. Me being me, I am not keen on horror films, and have never managed to watch the Omen straight through, and come to it, I had to video the original Alien film and watched it over many nights to see the complete film, and it was only in the past few years, that I have been able to watch the film in one sitting. So this film didn't even have me ducking for cover, or peeping through my fingers like I do when watching Holby or Casualty. So basically, in my humble opinion, it was total trash, poor quality, just like a 1970's porn, but without the nudity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112732583195134449?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112732583195134449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112732583195134449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112732583195134449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112732583195134449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/city-of-dead-critique.html' title='City Of The Dead - Critique'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112710050903969534</id><published>2005-09-19T04:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T04:28:29.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today its 4am</title><content type='html'>Well, its now 4am, and yes I'm here posting on the blog, I've been awake since 2:30 and decided its now time to get up, have a cup of tea and a couple of Jaffa cakes, and watch some TV, nothing on, but MotorSport Mundial, and wheres the bloody cars, its showing baseball !!!!!!!!!!!! Yuk.  It looks like Major League Baseball is over running, so the sooner that finishes the better, dead boring, May even send me back to sleep though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the first time in over 20 years, I had a migrane last night, I was trying to watch 'Waking the Dead', and ended up turning the lights off and the sound down, covered my head with a pillow, took a headache pill and eventually fell into a light sleep.  Went to bed at 10:00pm and buried my head under the pillow feeling sick and achy with neck pains.  Must have dropped off real quick, as I dont remember much after falling into bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day we had been to Barnwell Country Park near Oundle, its a very nice park with 3 walks lasting from 15 mins to 45 mins each.  We did the longest 45 minute walk that was about a mile long, this follows some of the river Nene, which was remarkably crystal clear with some large fish in it.  We then did the short walk through the lakes which takes 15 minutes, which was picturesque with Canada Geese and many swans and cygnets.  It was a relaxing day, and just what I needed to help me relax after the mental turmoil that calls itself my life over the past several months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well its 4:30am and it doesnt look like the baseball is going to finish, so have put on a DVD 'City of the Living Dead', and see what thats all about, its rated 18, but then I've seen porn rated at 18, that had censorship all over the good bits, and was cut away everytime the woman went down on the man, so real boring stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space for the film update later today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112710050903969534?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112710050903969534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112710050903969534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112710050903969534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112710050903969534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-its-4am.html' title='Today its 4am'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112696271161562744</id><published>2005-09-17T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T14:19:53.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Re - President Bush Jnr. - I think</title><content type='html'>Well I found this small snippet if info on the web today, They say gay guys can detect each other using an inbuilt sense known as 'Gaydar', Well, I had suspected Mr Bush Jnr, was a little different to most when I first say him on the Telly several years ago, and this document sort of backs up my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go have a read : &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/natethecat/90237.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll today, thats 3 posts in one day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112696271161562744?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112696271161562744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112696271161562744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112696271161562744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112696271161562744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/re-president-bush-jnr-i-think.html' title='Re - President Bush Jnr. - I think'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112695367161728728</id><published>2005-09-17T10:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T11:41:11.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Football Team Do You Support ?</title><content type='html'>Well this is a question I get asked sometimes when working, as I travel the country meeting many different people, they are naturally inquisitive of sport, and for me 'support' is not in the full on sense of the word, When I was a teenager (many moons ago), I used to support Chelmsford City avidly, but then as I grew older, I drifted away from sport, but since 1969 I have been a supporter of Leeds United and West Ham (and still am), I have also supported Luton Town, West Bromich Albion and Ajax (from Holland) and still follow the results with interest.  The last three I follow mainly because I liked the colour of their football strips, being all white (Leeds).  Claret and blue (West Ham).  Orange (Luton).  Black and White stripes (West Brom).  Orange stripe (Ajax).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, and for any Americans, I have been talking about Soccer ! The Glorious Game played the World over (not like your World Series) !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112695367161728728?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112695367161728728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112695367161728728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112695367161728728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112695367161728728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/which-football-team-do-you-support.html' title='Which Football Team Do You Support ?'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112692266243692482</id><published>2005-09-17T10:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:58:01.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its 3 in the Morning</title><content type='html'>sounds like a song to me (also a touch of Deja Vous!) Oh well, its now 3am, and I'm awake, yes the IBS has had its revenge, I deliberately had a large quantity of cheese last night, as I love the occassional pizza and cheese on crackers, and have recently had small amounts of cheese with some effect on me, and really needed to nail this one to see if its something I need to avoid, or something I can tollerate, Well, cheese is definately a cause for concern, Not the rolling around the floor sort, but just very bad pains that wake you up, and guess who was in my head when i woke up ?, Katie Melua singing 9 million bicycles.  Its a song that I have heard quiet a lot recently, and I find it quite moving and haunting in a strange sort of way.  Anyway, I've now taken my pills, so must go back to bed and see if I can sleep the rest of the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, so thats two of my favorite foods ruled out for sure, (Cheese and Cucumber).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, Night, sleep tight etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bugger, its 5am, and still not gone back to sleep, whoops, its now 7:30am, must get up, so what happened, Dooh, I must have dropped off...... at last. Thank God its the weekend, I can take a slow day, and maybe a sleeping pill tonight to ensure I sleep right through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112692266243692482?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112692266243692482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112692266243692482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112692266243692482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112692266243692482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-3-in-morning.html' title='Its 3 in the Morning'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112687252873329993</id><published>2005-09-16T13:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T15:31:31.756+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blinkies</title><content type='html'>I found these things called 'blinkies',  and have added some 'blinkies' to the site, you can see the new - Bi-sexual and cross dresser blinkies. Well I never knew such a thing existed, but think they look pretty cool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be hunting the web now for more, and will post any that I feel are suitable for my little world, when I find them.&lt;br /&gt;just key the word blinkie into google, and you will find loads of sites. I found one &lt;a href="http://clik.to/pinkyblinkie"&gt;http://clik.to/pinkyblinkie&lt;/a&gt;that has hundreds of really cool blinkies from simple to very complex, and all sorted by themes, and TV programs etc....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112687252873329993?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112687252873329993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112687252873329993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112687252873329993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112687252873329993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-blinkies.html' title='New Blinkies'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112670208186025199</id><published>2005-09-14T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T09:51:18.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrol Shortage ?</title><content type='html'>Well, I do many thousands of miles a year, much more than your average driver of 12,000 miles, I can rack up over 30,000 in a year, and so another impending fuel shortgage is not good news for me.  To top it all I also dislike queueing.  so when I see on the news last night about panic buying, I feel a little depressed that people are so stupid that they cant just go about business as usual since this round of protests is supposed to be peaceful and NOT stopping the fuel tankers from leaving the fuel depots.  So, as the news reported Northampton as having queues, I decided to go out at 23:15 last night, only to find four local supermaket filling stations had run dry, a Shell station was still open but with long queues back onto the main road, so I continued my search for fuel, going across town to another 'local' Tesco, and find this one is still open with limited pumps working, but fortunatley, I drive straight upto the card payment only pump and fill up and be gone within 10 minutes (yes I was runing close to empty), everybody else seemed intent to join the queues to fill up,  then go instore to pay for fuel by card, Dooh !!!! &lt;br /&gt;Lets hope the supply keeps coming, as I will nbeed to fill up again at the weekend !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112670208186025199?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112670208186025199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112670208186025199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112670208186025199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112670208186025199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/petrol-shortage.html' title='Petrol Shortage ?'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112566975949028676</id><published>2005-09-02T14:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T15:02:39.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from holiday</title><content type='html'>Well folks, we have returned from the land of the almighty.  Yes the burgers and serving portions are bigger than anything you can imagine, we ended up buying 2 meals for breakfast bewteen 4 of us, and were only getting peckish late afternoon, so yes everything is enormous.  Mickey and friends are doing well and enjoying themselves in the magic kingdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112566975949028676?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112566975949028676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112566975949028676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112566975949028676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112566975949028676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-from-holiday.html' title='Back from holiday'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112334235294865401</id><published>2005-08-12T18:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T11:09:32.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Away, Yippie !!</title><content type='html'>At long last, we are away on holiday for a few weeks, going off to sunny Orlando to see Mickey and his friends, but hopefully not any of those nasty alligators (well except those at Gatorland perhaps).  We have rented a town house and hired a large car and as they only drive automatics, I can see me having some issues when I get back to drive my 'stick shift' (manual) car, and also having to deal with round a bouts agian.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog wont be updated for a while, the misses wont take too kindy to me being in an internet cafe doing blog stuff, when I should be relaxing.  So. sun lounger and large Bacardi and coke, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update again once I am home, and tell ya'll what we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112334235294865401?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112334235294865401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112334235294865401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112334235294865401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112334235294865401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/08/were-away-yippie.html' title='We&apos;re Away, Yippie !!'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112334215796512178</id><published>2005-08-06T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T16:29:17.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Editor Extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>Well this afternoon, I have been editing my video footage of the Silverstone Classic Cars of last weekend, its nothing special you understand, but does serve to preserve the memories of that fantastic day.  Yes at my great age, the memory needs all the help it can get, just wish I could use the excuse some of my friends have, in that it was from doing too much 'blow' when I was younger !&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must go and do the shopping whilst the PC is processing all that footage and burning the DVD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112334215796512178?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112334215796512178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112334215796512178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112334215796512178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112334215796512178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/08/film-editor-extraordinaire.html' title='Film Editor Extraordinaire'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112291423454302515</id><published>2005-08-05T17:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:35:22.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Silverstone 31st July 2005 - Classic Cars Event</title><content type='html'>Well we went to Slverstone and saw all the old classic racers last weekend. A great day out, and even caught a little sun, well probably wind more than sun. I came home a little on the red side, never go brown straight off, its always red, then it falls off and I'm back to white again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The programme of races included:&lt;br /&gt;1. FIA Grand Prix Cars World Championship featuring Ferrari, Lotus, Williams, Tyrell, Brabham, McLaren, Arrows, Cooper, March and more.&lt;br /&gt;2. Group C Sportscars from the world of Le Mans. The race will include cars from Jaguar, Porsche, Aston Martin, Ford, Chevrolet and more.&lt;br /&gt;3. BRDC 500 - A special recreation of the original BRDC 500 Mile Race for pre-war sportcars.&lt;br /&gt;4. BRDC Historic Sportscar Championship for 1950's and 1960's cars including Jaguar, Maserati, Cooper, Lotus, Lister and Lola.&lt;br /&gt;5. HGPCA Grand Prix Cars - Cars from 1930's to 1960's front engine Grand Prix cars from Alfa Romeo, Bugatti, Maserati, Ferrari, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;6. Grand Prix Masters Formula One - A unique assembly of 1966 to 1978 Grand Prix cars from Williams, BRM, McLaren, Hesketh, Wolf, Surtees and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some video of the day which I am in the process of editing, not sure what it will look like, those cars go pretty damn fast so it will possibly just be all blurred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112291423454302515?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112291423454302515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112291423454302515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112291423454302515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112291423454302515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/08/silverstone-31st-july-2005-classic.html' title='Silverstone 31st July 2005 - Classic Cars Event'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112195159021918697</id><published>2005-07-21T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T14:13:10.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck is going on !</title><content type='html'>Only an hour ago I heard that London has again been bombed by 4 bombers on a bus and the tubes.  God am I lucky that I didn't go to London today, I was  fortunate that I was working from home, but have friends who either were/are in London or had planned to go there today. Thank God they are all safe and fine.  This chain of events reminds me so much of the 1970's with the IRA, but now it feels so personal as I have cause to travel to London often whereas in the 70's I was still at school and had no reason to go there.  Also I am seriously beginning to understand how it must be to live in Israel, a country I have enjoyed on more than 12 occasions in the last 6 years, and have seen the devastation there first hand as well, but again fortunately, I was never present when anything happened and I must applaud the Israel's for the way they handle these situations as now they have guards on every shopping center and resterant which makes you feel safer, and is more difficult for a bomber to cause serious harm.  I read about a year ago in the Jerusalem Post, that the busses would all be fitted with an 'air sniffing' device that could detect particles of explosive if somebody boarded the bus carrying any device.  At the time, I found this quite abhorrent that any country should have to go to such extremes to protect the population, but now I am definitely getting into the mindest that perhaps we should have such things on the busses, tubes and airports to protect not only our UK citizens, but also our very precious visitors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112195159021918697?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112195159021918697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112195159021918697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112195159021918697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112195159021918697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-fuck-is-going-on.html' title='What the fuck is going on !'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112118553506236712</id><published>2005-07-12T17:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:30:24.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip To London</title><content type='html'>Well folks, I made my trip to London on Monday, just days after the mindless morons bombed the place. My train arrived at Euston Station just after 7am, this is the next stop from Kings Cross/St. Pancras where the worst damage was done. I was wearing my iPOD shuffle with my favorite tunes on by a group called Klaatu (never heard of them I hear you say), well they are a group from the late 70's, and it was rumoured they were the Beatles experimenting with music, its different, very melodious, and at times very rocky, they arnt the Beatles, to read more, goto "http://www.klaatu.org/" (can be found on my sidebar), so go buy / download some...... Anyway, the iPOD (we acquired that by dodgy means, and I cant tell you about that, cause I might get in big trouble). So singing my songs in my head, I got on the tube to Bank, and as we passed King's Cross (didnt stop as it was still closed), I looked out of the window I suppose a bit ghoulish of me, and most of the station was boarded up, but a couple of interconnecting tunnels were only blocked by fencing, and they showed the devastation that was done, its a bloddy mess down there, that shook me up a bit, thinking I had only been on this route the previous Wednesday and Thursday, so had the bombs gone of 1 week earlier, it could have been me......&lt;br /&gt;So as we continued out of the station, the music came back to me, and I happily sang along in my head (you do not want to hear me sing - really). When I got out at Bank, the streets were not particulally busy, and the niose level was quiet by normal comparison, I just couldnt believe how somber the City was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my appointment, I made it back to Euston, and found myself with 40 minutes to spare, and if you know the area, Transformations shop is litterally just around the corner in Eversholt street. So I decided to head there to browse the store. I still had the iPOD playing, and found myself bopping away as I strolled the street, and must have looked real funny, with my laptop bag swinging from side to side as I wiggled my ass along the road. so if your in London, and see a girly looking bloke carrying a laptop with an iPOD shuffle playing away, and wiggling his ass, please say hello and mention you read my blog. It will most dcertainly be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112118553506236712?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112118553506236712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112118553506236712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112118553506236712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112118553506236712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-trip-to-london.html' title='My Trip To London'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112081076568813078</id><published>2005-07-08T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T09:22:52.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad Day for The UK And The World In General</title><content type='html'>Mindless MORON's strike at the heart of the British people, if you haven't been living on this planet for the past 48 hours, you may not be aware that London was bombed numerous times within an hour, all during peak morning rush hour. The London tube was disabled and a bus blown apart, this devastation is reputed to have killed some 40 people but the final toll will be somewhat higher.&lt;br /&gt;What drives a person to do such things, I remember in my youth (only just as old age is taking over fast), getting angry and occasionally violent, but I could never bring myself to inflict such injuries and death on anyone, regardless of age, race, colour, religion, gender or for any other reason.&lt;br /&gt;I felt very emotional yesterday because of this atrocious act, and at times had trouble talking about it, I still do today, and I guess I will do for several days to come. Monday I have to travel to London and do a presentation in the heart of this atrocity, I have to be with the customer by 09:00 and so will be traveling with many of the people this terrorist act affected directly. Yes I will be very nervous of this trip, but also I will be VERY proud to be standing up against the terrorists. They WILL NOT get away with this, they will not bring the UK down, we are strong and resourceful, we will hunt you down wherever you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112081076568813078?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112081076568813078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112081076568813078&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112081076568813078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112081076568813078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/07/sad-day-for-uk-and-world-in-general.html' title='A Sad Day for The UK And The World In General'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112065842960321072</id><published>2005-07-06T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:07:01.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>London Wins Olympics 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/50/london2012Candidate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/400/london2012Candidate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Done London, a superb bid, and much regeneration of some very run down parts of London, and boy should I know about that. Now we have the chance to show the world how we can organise this world class event. I look forward to going to see some of the games, no idea which ones yet, but I will be there just for the experience if nothing else. This should be a fantastic time for all who attend. You never know, I might just see about becomming a volunteer and be able to get into the games for free, now theres an idea if ever I had one.&lt;br /&gt;A very close fought race with the French, Spanish, Russians and Americans, but true British grit and determination wins the day.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112065842960321072?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112065842960321072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112065842960321072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112065842960321072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112065842960321072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/07/london-wins-olympics-2012.html' title='London Wins Olympics 2012'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-112031118600703542</id><published>2005-07-02T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T14:33:06.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Children, who'd have them ?</title><content type='html'>Well some time ago I reported I was possibly going to be a grandad.  well unbeknown to me, the 'alledged' baby had been lost more or less as soon as it was supposedly conceived, so that was a major relief that I was only going to be a plain simple 'old git' and not a grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then earlier this week, my son comes to live with me to escape his 'bunny boiling' girlfriend. Who  we find out now is alledged to be pregnent again.  So we have had fun and games this week and lots of stress, and maybe I will be a grandad after all (damn, I 'm still not old enough to be a grandad but never mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the home front. Our old neighbour moved out and we have a new young couple moved in yesterday, and we have yet to see them to speak to.  Last night Linda dyed my hair.  Naturally, I am dark brown, and we used a medium gold blonde.   It has lightened my colour a bit but nothing too noticable yet until the sun gets on it (if summer ever arrives in this country).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-112031118600703542?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/112031118600703542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=112031118600703542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112031118600703542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/112031118600703542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/07/children-whod-have-them.html' title='Children, who&apos;d have them ?'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111909475154705296</id><published>2005-06-18T12:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:39:11.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate brick-laying</title><content type='html'>Well, I've been in the garden this morning laying bricks to build a small wall.  I hate brick laying, but if theres something I hate more, its platering.  Anyway, its a good job the wall is only 3 bricks high as its got a bit of a lean on it, but at least its in a straight line length wise.  Builders bum ?  well, my summer shorts are the type that do slip down quite easily, and did reveal my black thing to the world, but then I was in the back garden so didnt really care, and hey-ho, if I was in the front garden, I wouldnt care either.  My body, look if you want..... but dont critisize my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as its 28 degrees outside, I'm off to sun myself in my nice &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;white bikini thong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fanatise all you like readers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111909475154705296?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111909475154705296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111909475154705296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111909475154705296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111909475154705296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-brick-laying.html' title='I hate brick-laying'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111874220253027935</id><published>2005-06-14T10:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:59:52.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Laser hair removal</title><content type='html'>Ouch Ouch Ouch, I had a test patch done 2 weeks ago, and that didnt hurt. However, I had the full treatment this morning, and that was pretty painful, but hopefully will be worth it. Only 5 more expected treatments to be hair free under the arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain subsidded by late afternoon, and all that was left were very warm armpits, by the next morning, everything was back to normal (minus hair), and now feeling absolutley fine and dandy.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forwards to the next treatment in about 6 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111874220253027935?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111874220253027935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111874220253027935&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111874220253027935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111874220253027935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/06/laser-hair-removal.html' title='Laser hair removal'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111874203772224292</id><published>2005-06-14T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:40:37.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Su-doku</title><content type='html'>Well if any of you play number games, you may have heard of Su-doku, its prtty simple to understand, and if you go to the link on my page, you can play all day on dynamically created games.  Its a craze that is curenty sweeping the UK, and its also good for the brain. So give it a try and see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111874203772224292?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111874203772224292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111874203772224292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111874203772224292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111874203772224292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/06/su-doku.html' title='Su-doku'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111867949187696582</id><published>2005-06-13T17:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:18:11.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>6th Acupuncture day</title><content type='html'>Well sorry for not posting for a while, its been a bit hectic here what with work and a long weekend away. &lt;br /&gt;so what a bummer, back to work today, and I had my 6th acupuncture this morning, he insisted on putting needles in my head to help with the stress !!!!!!!!!.  Well, that just made me feel even more stressed at the thought, but I buckled to his superiour knowledge, and let him do it, I had 3 needles in my forehead, and one each side just behind the temple.  Other needles placed in the elbows and hands, 3 in each leg, and the remainder in the stomach.  18 in all this time, so I have left it until after lunch to have a drink, just in case I leak everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another first today, tried Humos, a red pepper and garlic flavour, not too bad, tried it with bread, suspect it might be better with other things, so will rummage through the cupboards later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were away, Linda and I went out in the evenings to eat at local eating houses, I am laways 'dressed' when not at work, nothing to obvious, but on the Sunday evening, we went up Colchester's North hill, and I was wearing nice brown trousers, multi-coloured blouse, shoes with 1.5 inch heels (thats about 40mm for any Europeans),  I had a small amount of make-up, natural lippy, pale blue eyeshadow, and 4 earrings.   Some teenage girls at the bottom of the hill spotted I was a bit different, and shouted 'he's a tranny', they also had 2 older boys with them, who started to shout them down, so I guess the girls felt a bit silly after that as they had shown themsleves up to be very immature.  Hey-ho, the things one has to do to educate the kids today.  We had a very nice Thai meal after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, we went to the local nudist beach, very cold, very messy with old rubbish and stoney.  Even so, i walked the beach in my bikini thong, then stripped completely and went for a swim in the freezing cold sea.  very invigurating it was too (know what I mean) but the sense of freedom was amazing.  When the weather is a bit warmer, I will be doing this again, but on a more sandy and clean beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111867949187696582?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111867949187696582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111867949187696582&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111867949187696582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111867949187696582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/06/6th-acupuncture-day.html' title='6th Acupuncture day'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111722286996405950</id><published>2005-05-27T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T09:54:11.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Acupuncture Treatment</title><content type='html'>Well good news. I found my missing earring, it was at the acupuncture studio. Bad news is that I ate duck last night and was not very well. and more bad news, they gave me another 7 packets of the 'loverly' herbal drink....................... yuk.&lt;br /&gt;To cheer myself up after that bad news, I bought 8 Cd's of the following:&lt;br /&gt;Queen - live at Wembly.&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Jazz&lt;br /&gt;Hocus Pocus - Best of - dont say youv'e never heard of them if your over 30.&lt;br /&gt;Bachman Turner Overdrive - Greatest, comment as above&lt;br /&gt;Supertramp - V Best of&lt;br /&gt;Little Feat - Feats dont fail me now ! - specialised music&lt;br /&gt;Tubes - What do you want form live! - 70's US punk band, very outragious nudity on stage etc....&lt;br /&gt;Kaiser Chiefs - Employment - if your over 30, youv'e possibly never heard of them, go listern, there great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have lost a bit of weight over the past 3 weeks, I've dropped from a size 14 to 12, and now need to buy myself a new skirt, (only the one, just incase the weight starts to come back), so on Monday, Linda and I will be out shopping yet again.  deep joy, what style should I buy?, well it will be short as I have been told by many people that I have good legs, so it will be well above the knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you posted once I've bought it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111722286996405950?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111722286996405950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111722286996405950&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111722286996405950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111722286996405950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/3rd-acupuncture-treatment.html' title='3rd Acupuncture Treatment'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111686879187161783</id><published>2005-05-24T10:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T10:46:43.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurovision Farce</title><content type='html'>Well did you watch the Eurovision contest. I managed to watch the first few entries, but got board very quickly. I didnt play my game as I wasnt in the mood for drinking. Anyway, I saw the Israeli entry of the Abba tribute (hot totty), and just caught the UK entry of the Beyonce wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was that wooden pair doing presenting the show. talk about Bill and Ben, and what was she wearing, some bloody ball gown I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the voting.&lt;br /&gt;so how come the 3 biggest contributers to Eurovision end up the bottom three in the contest, and the UK get a lowly 18 points.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, well done Greece, Helena, i love your eyebrows. (I dont suppose she will be reading my blog, but hey, who knows), and the songs not bad either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111686879187161783?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111686879187161783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111686879187161783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111686879187161783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111686879187161783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/eurovision-farce.html' title='Eurovision Farce'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111660278856308695</id><published>2005-05-20T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T16:31:42.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Acupuncture Treatment</title><content type='html'>Well, I went for my second acupuncture treatment this morning, and this time I was given 15 needles (Last time it was only 12). Some again inserted in my stomach, others in my elbows, knees, calves and ankles. This time I had to remove my trousers and sock, so he was a bit shocked to see my shaven legs, white silky panties and painted toe nails. This time the treatment only lasted 30 minutes, but I still had numb arms and legs, but they soon recovered. The guy gave me a massage, but this time, did my arms, legs and head. I have also lost one of my earrings so am hoping it fell out when he did the head massage, and so it may be still lying on the bed under his pillow. I will have to remember to ask whenI go back next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;so next exciting episode is due on the 27th.  The Chinese herbal medicine doesn't taste any better, and I really hate to drink it, but as they say, 'If it tastes bad, then it will do you some good'.  So I am going to stick with it and hope I dont get too depressed over it.  This afternoon I am feeleing pretty good, with little or no pains, but have reduced my food intake and am sticking to food I know shouldn't cause me a problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111660278856308695?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111660278856308695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111660278856308695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111660278856308695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111660278856308695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-acupuncture-treatment.html' title='2nd Acupuncture Treatment'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111643028753722260</id><published>2005-05-18T16:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:45:17.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Series of First's Last Night</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday I had five first time experiences, but only four that I will publish here. Three in town, and then we went out last night to the theatre, and I had two more (or one publishable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I had accupuntcture to try and find a remedy for my IBS. Very strange experience, and I need a few more treatments (6 in total).&lt;br /&gt;2. I had a head massage after the accupuncture, this was mainly to bring me back to life again as my arms and legs had gone to sleep during the 40 minutes treatment.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am taking Chinese Herbal medicine, that is made of what look like very old pieces of tree bark, dried up mushrooms and all sorts of other crap, its the worst tatsing stuff I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Milton Keynes theatre while watching Miss Saigon:&lt;br /&gt;4. I had honey and Ginger ice cream, yes, I found it very nice.&lt;br /&gt;5. whilst sat in the theatre just after the intermission - go dream.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh deep joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111643028753722260?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111643028753722260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111643028753722260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111643028753722260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111643028753722260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/series-of-firsts-last-night.html' title='A Series of First&apos;s Last Night'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111574098061926698</id><published>2005-05-10T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T17:03:00.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know</title><content type='html'>Well folks, today is Homer Simpsons birthday, he is 36, the same age he has always been.  also it is Bono of U2's birthdays, so happy birthday boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111574098061926698?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111574098061926698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111574098061926698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111574098061926698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111574098061926698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/did-you-know.html' title='Did You Know'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111548062252328838</id><published>2005-05-07T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:45:32.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Food Analysis Results</title><content type='html'>Due to my suspected IBS, I had an independent food analysis performed, and here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive foods are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Blackberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Butter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Usually have marg anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cherries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cranberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what's that about, nothing in cress !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kiwis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grapefruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grapes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Halibut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Love it when I can afford it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn - Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Olives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hate them - don't eat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oyster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Never eaten one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peanuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn - Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Peppermint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Indifferent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pineapple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn - Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn - Love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spinach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Shame - I like it, but don't eat it often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Damn - the only thing I drink except hot chocolate and alcohol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Turnip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not a problem - can live without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not a problem - can live without it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Walnuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hate them - haven't eaten one since I was in junior school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Watermellons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not too keen - last resort food for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny though, at the end of the report, this statement sort of upset me. (yes I'm the sensitive type) OK so I balled my eyes out, I was having a bad day !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;'Interestingly you showed up as having more foods to avoid than most people we test'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; analysis of what I eat, currently I am never going to be able to eat the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cucumber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pork pies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sausage Rolls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scotch eggs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - see a theme here, Pork maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peanuts / nuts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I start to think 'what do the experts know' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep you all updated as I discover more 'bad' foods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111548062252328838?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111548062252328838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111548062252328838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111548062252328838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111548062252328838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-food-analysis-results.html' title='My Food Analysis Results'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111547734519144682</id><published>2005-05-07T16:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:52:33.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a week or so.</title><content type='html'>Well, if you read my blog, you will see that I have been abscent for the past week, I had a hastily arranged business trip to Israel, only for a couple of days, but if you want my advice, dont take the overnight flight, its a killer if you have to work the whole next day. You arrive at 5:30am, takes about an hour to get through immigration etc, then locate your office. by lunchtime I was knackered, I was involved in a 2 day brainstorming session, come 3pm, I was dead in my seat. I had a very enjoyable evening, and a really good sleep. Day 2 was fine as I was fully awake again, until I was asked to explain some of the points I had made the previous day, and I had to admit to the group that i had no recollection of the previous afternoon. how embarrasing, but they saw the funny side of it thankfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111547734519144682?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111547734519144682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111547734519144682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111547734519144682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111547734519144682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-week-or-so.html' title='Its been a week or so.'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111411500524066104</id><published>2005-05-07T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:51:00.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurovision Drinking Game</title><content type='html'>Well folks, as you may be aware, EuroVision is creeping up on us yet again, so I thought we could all play this little game on Euro night, Thats &lt;strong&gt;21st May 2005&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EuroVision Drinking Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink two fingers if : Presenters ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Wogan makes a satorical comment that no-one laughs at.&lt;br /&gt;Presenters try to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;Female presenter changes her dress&lt;br /&gt;Male presenter changes his dress - drain your glass&lt;br /&gt;Bad time delays during video/audio link&lt;br /&gt;Presenters overlapping with voter during video/audio link because of the bad delay&lt;br /&gt;Presenters having a time-wasting conversation that no-one can follow, understand or care less about.&lt;br /&gt;Terry Wogan's predictions come true.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink two fingers if : Performers ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performer resembles someone you know.&lt;br /&gt;Performer resembles another famous person. Drink four fingers if that person is present in the audience. Drain your glass if the camera zooms in and lingers on that person.&lt;br /&gt;Singers wave their arms around whilst singing.&lt;br /&gt;Singers put excessive emotion into their singing.&lt;br /&gt;Tacky and nonsensical song titles (shoo-wop etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Main singer is grossly overweight.&lt;br /&gt;Singers try to join in with musicians during instrumentals.&lt;br /&gt;France does not conduct a musical experiment.&lt;br /&gt;Retro/out-of-date clothing and hairstyles.&lt;br /&gt;Singer from eastern Europe has faked blond hair.&lt;br /&gt;Bad dress-sense. Four fingers if it's blatently offensive.&lt;br /&gt;Visible/prominant nipples/genitalia.&lt;br /&gt;The Maltese performer does not have a hairy chest.&lt;br /&gt;High &amp; loud obnoxious noises emitted from singer during their act.&lt;br /&gt;Unnecessary dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Act steals ideas from Eurovision acts from previous years&lt;br /&gt;Interaction with the audience. Four fingers if the audience is unusually passive.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing that surpasses belief and credibility.&lt;br /&gt;Foreign acts sing in English.&lt;br /&gt;Singer flirts with the camera when she has finished her song.&lt;br /&gt;The song goes up half an octave in the last refrain.&lt;br /&gt;A style of music that would be ruined by appearing in EuroSong.&lt;br /&gt;A country from Former Yugoslavia has a depressing song.&lt;br /&gt;Countries where the lead singer is not a native of that country.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink two fingers if : The judging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference made to Norway's null point.&lt;br /&gt;Cyprus gives Greece 12 points.&lt;br /&gt;Every time Norway gives Sweden any points but not vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;Every time there is an Irish performer in a foreign act.&lt;br /&gt;France gives United Kingdom null point.&lt;br /&gt;Acts where the lead singer is attractive and receive high (8+) points and the act is crap.&lt;br /&gt;Surprising voting - you judge what's surprising!&lt;br /&gt;United Kingdom come second.&lt;br /&gt;Ireland win yet again.&lt;br /&gt;A question about Israel's presence.&lt;br /&gt;Politically-related effects during the act (eg. Croatian singer removing black gown to reveal white dress signifying "coming out of the darkness and into the light").&lt;br /&gt;Acts are on their mobile phone to their family during voting. Increase to a whopping four fingers if they're on the phone during their act.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink two fingers if : Television coverage &amp;amp; venue &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad telecommunications link.&lt;br /&gt;Preview video is completely pointless and/or a blatant fragmented tourist advert for the host country&lt;br /&gt;Preview video is full of gormless smiles.&lt;br /&gt;National symbols are seen somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink two fingers if : Special effects are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesy&lt;br /&gt;Better than the song&lt;br /&gt;Both (obviously this is a case for four fingers' worth)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drain your glass if ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the winning country decline to hold the event next year due to:&lt;br /&gt;Financial reasons&lt;br /&gt;Political reasons&lt;br /&gt;Personal reasons&lt;br /&gt;Moral reasons&lt;br /&gt;All of the above&lt;br /&gt;If Germany spares one single point for her southern neighbour, Austria.&lt;br /&gt;If your own country comes first.&lt;br /&gt;If Norway does not give Sweden any points.&lt;br /&gt;Drink everything in sight if the United Kingdom come first and you're British.&lt;br /&gt;If Greece gives Turkey any points then stop drinking!. This is very unlikely to happen so you must be veeeeeery drunk at this time. GO TO BED.&lt;br /&gt;Germany's song does not mention peace, harmony or love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111411500524066104?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111411500524066104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111411500524066104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411500524066104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411500524066104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/05/eurovision-drinking-game.html' title='Eurovision Drinking Game'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111470544329611714</id><published>2005-04-28T17:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:24:03.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/50/Shoes2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/200/Shoes1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can never have too many shoes, and here is my newest pair of shoes, they cost me a massive £5, they are the most comfortable pair of shoes I have owned in a long time. These 3inch heels feel so natural when I wear them, so much so, that I have been shopping in them twice in three days, I spent all night in a restaurant wearing them, and I am off food shopping tonight wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111470544329611714?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111470544329611714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111470544329611714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111470544329611714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111470544329611714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-you-can-never-have-too-many-shoes_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111425622981308961</id><published>2005-04-23T12:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:17:15.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To go Kosha or not !</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sure your all interested, but due to my stomach compliant, my diet has been serverly resticted to mainly chicken and fish. Yesterday, I had my first apple of the year, and Yo, it looks like fruit is OK for me. I dont like much fruit, but at least I can now eat Apples, Pears and Banana's. I also had chocolate coated nuts again last night, and that is a big no no. Lots of grief after that. So this morning I took a tablet to calm things down, and am again feeling fine. So lets get back into the hell hole, so for lunch I have just eaten a sausage roll. I expect to be in pain later this evening, and if thats the case, then I might as well turn Jewish, (Hey, I'm halfway there anyway !) and eat only Kosha food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Update ***&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I ate my last ever sausage roll. - Sausage rolls are off the menu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111425622981308961?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111425622981308961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111425622981308961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111425622981308961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111425622981308961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-go-kosha-or-not.html' title='To go Kosha or not !'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111418619787432719</id><published>2005-04-22T17:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:11:15.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Mother Of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/50/cloned1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/320/cloned1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGH &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111418619787432719?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111418619787432719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111418619787432719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111418619787432719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111418619787432719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/holy-mother-of-god.html' title='Holy Mother Of God'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111411527558066474</id><published>2005-04-21T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T16:42:02.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock Horror</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/640/ATT003461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/167/5294/320/ATT00346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111411527558066474?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111411527558066474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111411527558066474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411527558066474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411527558066474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/shock-horror.html' title='Shock Horror'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111411278088129572</id><published>2005-04-21T20:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:31:03.480Z</updated><title type='text'>Al Yankovic - Truck Drivin' Song</title><content type='html'>Heres the lyrics of an excellent song. Unfortunatley, I only drive a Ford Focus, but hey ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drivin' a truckDriving a big ol' truck&lt;br /&gt;Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck&lt;br /&gt;Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' a truck with my high heels on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diesel rig is northward bound&lt;br /&gt;It's time to put that hammer down&lt;br /&gt;Just watchin' as the miles go flyin' by&lt;br /&gt;I'm ridin' twenty tons of steel&lt;br /&gt;But it's sure hard to hold the wheel&lt;br /&gt;While I'm still waiting for my nails to dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I always gotta check my lipstick in that rear view mirror&lt;br /&gt;And my pink angora sweater fits so tight&lt;br /&gt;I'm jammin' gears and haulin' freight&lt;br /&gt;Well, I sure hope my seams are straight&lt;br /&gt;Lord, don't let my mascara run tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm drivin' a truck&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' a big ol' truck&lt;br /&gt;Smokey's on my tail and my accelerator's stuck&lt;br /&gt;Got these eighteen wheels a-rollin' until the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' a truck with my high heels on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't mind when my crotchless panties creep right up on me&lt;br /&gt;And my nipple rings don't bother me too much&lt;br /&gt;But when I hit those big speed bumps&lt;br /&gt;My darling little rhinestone pumps&lt;br /&gt;Keep slippin' off the mother-lovin' clutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I'm drivin' a truck Drivin' a big ol' truck&lt;br /&gt;Headin' down the interstate, just tryin' to make a buck&lt;br /&gt;Wearin' feather boas with sequins and chiffon&lt;br /&gt;While I'm drivin' a truck with my high heels on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I'm drivin' a truck&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' a truck&lt;br /&gt;Got a load to carry and some eyebrows left to pluck&lt;br /&gt;And I'm late for my appointment down at the hair salon&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be drivin' a truck with my high heels on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111411278088129572?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111411278088129572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111411278088129572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411278088129572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111411278088129572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/al-yankovic-truck-drivin-song.html' title='Al Yankovic - Truck Drivin&apos; Song'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111410269914874274</id><published>2005-04-21T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:20:55.516Z</updated><title type='text'>Visit Dilbert</title><content type='html'>I am no HTML bod, I have now found out how to add a new link and I also managed also to get it to pop open a new window..... So folks, you can now go from my blog, and visit the infamous Dilbert just by clicking the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space, I may even be able to figure out how to add 'powered by' style buttons by next year, and create blogrolls whatever they may be, so I may even be able to sell my skills if I get made redundant next year. Watch out world 'Little Miss' is on a roll......and I have a dummies guide to HTML, so heaven help us !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111410269914874274?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111410269914874274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111410269914874274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111410269914874274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111410269914874274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/visit-dilbert.html' title='Visit Dilbert'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111392729185821402</id><published>2005-04-20T04:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:19:52.846Z</updated><title type='text'>About Graham/Michelle</title><content type='html'>Well its 4am, and I cant sleep tonight, so I thought I would write a little note for ya'll&lt;br /&gt;So here are a few things about Graham &amp;amp; Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite colour is Lilac.&lt;br /&gt;We love to sing, but are tone deaf.&lt;br /&gt;We have 2 tattoo's - A snake on the left shoulder and Graham's custom design on our butt.&lt;br /&gt;We are naturally pretty smooth with a few exceptions, unwanted hair gets removed regularly.&lt;br /&gt;We have 5 ear peicings, a pretty belly bar and 1 more piercing somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Graham's favorite song is 'Freebird' by Lynyrd Skynyrd.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's favorite song is 'Man I Feel Like A Woman' by Shania Twain.&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing experince ever, was seeing all 3 of my children born (happily this was not all at the same time, and the total emotional overload that then flooded over me for the next day or so. Only to be bought back down to earth once the 'family' returned home and the long nights of nappy changing and breast feeding (my ex wife, not me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111392729185821402?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111392729185821402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111392729185821402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111392729185821402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111392729185821402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/about-grahammichelle.html' title='About Graham/Michelle'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111385754922429485</id><published>2005-04-18T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:18:22.496Z</updated><title type='text'>Project Eden Garden</title><content type='html'>Well at long last we decided what to do with our back garden, We dont want to spend too much, as its not in bad condition, we just want to tart it up until we move. So down to the garden center we trotted on Sunday, and found a couple of old railway sleepers, and some fence panels. We have them being delivered Tuesday, and I am hoping for some gorgeous hunk to man handle our goods from his lorry. Have you ever tried to pick up an 8 foot long, 10 inch by 8 inch railway sleeper........... So I am sat here ready for him, nails nicely done, lippy on, and expectations very high.&lt;br /&gt;Update....&lt;br /&gt;Well that was a major disappointment - good looking NOT. Even the goods I ordered were different to what was delivered so most of it has gone back, and am now awaiting a second delivery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111385754922429485?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111385754922429485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111385754922429485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111385754922429485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111385754922429485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/project-eden-garden.html' title='Project Eden Garden'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111364824495818621</id><published>2005-04-16T11:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:17:26.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Good Friends NOT</title><content type='html'>Well, a long trip up North yesterday, I had to meet with the folks at the highly succesfull business consortium, and ended up having a very intimate meeting with Gods right hand man and his three stooges, where he stressed how important it was that I (yes ME) resolve his issues TODAY. Bloody cheek. So with no pressure, I simply told him he was running software that was 3 years out of date, and out of support to boot....... This sort of levelled the playing field a bit... So eventually managed to get out just before 5pm, only to drive back the 120 miles to pickup my ankle biters, but I was 1.5 hours late for that due to being held by my naggers at the consortuim building until we could do no more to help. (wont know until Saturday if my recommendations have cured the problem). So driving back down the M1 (Englands major autoroute), the speed limit is 70MPH (sorry to any non Brit reading this, I think thats about 100KPH), I needed to cover a lot of ground quickly, so my little Focus was being thrassed along the M1 at 105MPH (~160KPH), and then there was a delay for 6 junctions due to some idiots not paying attention so this held me up by about 45minutes (no I wasnt involved - but just call me Michael Schumacker) . anyway, called kids, told them to eat before I picked them up. so no real issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is now here, and I've got my personal time, so those at the big house cant touch me today.... freedom and back to my personal time and my day dreams...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111364824495818621?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111364824495818621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111364824495818621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111364824495818621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111364824495818621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-friends-not.html' title='Good Friends NOT'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111350633452887618</id><published>2005-04-14T20:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:15:54.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Busy day</title><content type='html'>Oh a very busy day today, I thought I had it all done by lunchtime, but then spent all afternoon on the phone with various customers of the big house. Since the lay-offs many of their regular contacts have dissappeared, and its left to little old me to pick up the pieces. So after 4 conference calls and many emails, I ended it all at 18:45 as she who must be obeyed needed picking up from work. then she's off out gallivanting in town tonight, so back to work then. I was hopeing for an easier day tommorow by actually going to the big house, (only a 2 hour drive) but I have now been requested to drive to the other end of the country to help some poor customer out with an issue. Never mind, as long as I get home for tea time to pick up my ankle biters for the weekend. I am now drinking about 2 litres of water a day, dont like the plain stuff so have gone for flavoured, its not quite so bad, I suppose it does the same thing (but still not as good as a bacardi). They both make me pee loads. Hopefully this will help me to not get cramp so often.&lt;br /&gt;I must confess, I wasnt sure these blog things would be much good, but hey, you can rant all you like and nobody can do anything about it. This will save Linda from being bombarded by my anal discussions of my day. I must say a big thank you Debbie for introducing me to this technology......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dont you hate Peugeot and BMW drivers, they are the worst. Tonight we had a right dipstick reverse his BMW X5 into the mainstream traffic, so I swerved to go around him, and the stupid sod floors it and honks me!!!! The most careing and safe driver going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets now see what tomorrow brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is little miss signing off. nanoo nanoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111350633452887618?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111350633452887618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111350633452887618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111350633452887618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111350633452887618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy-day.html' title='Busy day'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12126076.post-111338592295841690</id><published>2005-04-14T09:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:14:00.373Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a rollercoaster week</title><content type='html'>Well its been one hell of a week, but at the 'big house' we are having layoffs, and my boss has been just one casualty. I am hoping I will still be employed by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after being on some sort of astral plane, more like a rabbit on speed bouncing off the walls on Friday and Saturday, I crashed and burned big time on Sunday, a very emotional day, so for you guys who think it is sissy to cry, let me tell you, it isnt, you get more affection from the misses when you do it.. Monday it was made official about the layoffs at the big house, but we should try and keep focused, and I keep going through the logic of why they shouldn't choose me (basically I have to work six days a week to keep on top of it all) so in some weird way it might be a blessing if they did chop me. But hey ho, somebody has to pay the mortgage.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I found out from a good girl friend at work, that the axe has finished falling in our little part of the big house, and that we still have a job, Thank you Lord........ Perhaps normal service can once again resume. and its only Wednesday......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night I got a call from one of the managers at the big house, he told me what my friend had said, so basically, I am still in gainfull employ. Yippie. So lets get out the Bacardi and Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday morning...................... oooooooooooooooooohhhh, well the drink didnt intefere with my IBS, but it hurts the head..... So thats some good news, I can at least survive on Bacardi and coke even if theres not much food in the world I will be able to eat. I had a health check a few weeks ago, and I am supposedly intollerent of more foods than most people. Yeah right.... a lot of the stuff on the list, I never eat as its disgusting......Who eats olives I ask !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12126076-111338592295841690?l=mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/feeds/111338592295841690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12126076&amp;postID=111338592295841690&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111338592295841690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12126076/posts/default/111338592295841690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrmissandmrs.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-what-rollercoaster-week.html' title='Oh what a rollercoaster week'/><author><name>Little Miss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13028332788048480456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
