<?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-2792299781734916643</id><updated>2011-09-25T20:52:28.874+13:00</updated><category term='Up and Running'/><title type='text'>corinnabarrow</title><subtitle type='html'>Life through my eyes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-196592124532758658</id><published>2011-08-27T11:51:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T11:52:07.552+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Granddad</title><content type='html'>Poor old Granddad's passed away, cut off in his prime, &lt;br /&gt;He never had a day off crook - gone before his time, &lt;br /&gt;We found him in the dunny, collapsed there on the seat, &lt;br /&gt;A startled look upon his face, his trousers around his feet, &lt;br /&gt;The doctor said his heart was good - fit as any trout, &lt;br /&gt;The Constable he had his say, 'foul play' was not ruled out. &lt;br /&gt;There were theories at the inquest of snakebite without trace, &lt;br /&gt;Of redbacks quietly creeping and death from outer space, &lt;br /&gt;No-one had a clue at all - the judge was in some doubt, &lt;br /&gt;When Dad was called to have his say as to how it came about, &lt;br /&gt;'I reckon I can clear it up,' said Dad with trembling breath, &lt;br /&gt;'You see it's quite a story - but it could explain his death.' &lt;br /&gt;'This here exploration mob had been looking at our soil, &lt;br /&gt;And they reckoned that our farm was just the place for oil, &lt;br /&gt;So they came and put a bore down and said they'd make some trials, &lt;br /&gt;They drilled a hole as deep as hell, they said about three miles. &lt;br /&gt;Well, they never found a trace of oil and off they went, post haste, &lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't see a hole like that go to flamin' waste, &lt;br /&gt;So I moved the dunny over it - real smart move I  thought, &lt;br /&gt;I'd never have to dig again - I'd never be 'caught short'. &lt;br /&gt;The day I moved the dunny, it looked a proper sight, &lt;br /&gt;But I didn't dream poor Granddad would pass away that night, &lt;br /&gt;Now I reckon what has happened - poor Granddad didn't know, &lt;br /&gt;The dunny was re-located when that night he had to go. &lt;br /&gt;And you'll probably be wondering how poor Granddad did his dash-- &lt;br /&gt;Well, he always used to hold his breath …. Until he heard the splash!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-196592124532758658?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/196592124532758658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=196592124532758658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/196592124532758658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/196592124532758658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-granddad.html' title='Goodbye Granddad'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6635799322193073657</id><published>2011-02-14T19:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:01:01.669+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A fart is a pleasant thing</title><content type='html'>A fart is a pleasant thing, &lt;br /&gt;It gives the belly ease, &lt;br /&gt;It warms the bed in winter, &lt;br /&gt;And suffocates the fleas. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A fart can be quiet, &lt;br /&gt;A fart can be loud, &lt;br /&gt;Some leave a powerful, &lt;br /&gt;Poisonous cloud &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fart can be short, &lt;br /&gt;Or a fart can be long, &lt;br /&gt;Some farts have been known &lt;br /&gt;To sound like a song...... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fart can create &lt;br /&gt;A most curious medley, &lt;br /&gt;A fart can be harmless, &lt;br /&gt;Or silent, and deadly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A fart might not smell, &lt;br /&gt;While others are vile, &lt;br /&gt;A fart may pass quickly, &lt;br /&gt;Or linger a while...... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fart can occur &lt;br /&gt;In a number of places, &lt;br /&gt;And leave everyone there, &lt;br /&gt;With strange looks on their faces . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From wide-open prairie, &lt;br /&gt;To small elevators, &lt;br /&gt;A fart will find all of &lt;br /&gt;Us sooner or later. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But farts are all bad, &lt;br /&gt;Is simply not true- &lt;br /&gt;We must never forget....... &lt;br /&gt;Sweet old farts like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6635799322193073657?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6635799322193073657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6635799322193073657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6635799322193073657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6635799322193073657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2011/02/fart-is-pleasant-thing.html' title='A fart is a pleasant thing'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2080505344370266493</id><published>2010-12-27T13:04:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:05:12.563+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Christmas Poem</title><content type='html'>A Different Christmas Poem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,&lt;br /&gt;I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. &lt;br /&gt;My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,&lt;br /&gt;My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.&lt;br /&gt;Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,&lt;br /&gt;Transforming the garden to a winter delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,&lt;br /&gt;Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. &lt;br /&gt;My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,&lt;br /&gt;Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.&lt;br /&gt;In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,&lt;br /&gt;So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,&lt;br /&gt;But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the&lt;br /&gt;sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,&lt;br /&gt;And I crept to the door just to see who was near. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,&lt;br /&gt;A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. &lt;br /&gt;A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a Marine, huddled there in the cold.&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,&lt;br /&gt;Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,&lt;br /&gt;"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here! &lt;br /&gt;Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,&lt;br /&gt;You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"&lt;br /&gt;For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,&lt;br /&gt;Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the window that danced with a warm fire's light&lt;br /&gt;Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right, &lt;br /&gt;I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."&lt;br /&gt;"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,&lt;br /&gt;That separates you from the darkest time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one had to ask or beg or implore me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me. &lt;br /&gt;My Grandfather died in France , on a day in December,"&lt;br /&gt;Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gran always remembers."&lt;br /&gt;My dad stood his watch in the snows of Ardennes &lt;br /&gt;And now it is my turn to stand with the men. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not seen my own son in more than a while,&lt;br /&gt;But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile. &lt;br /&gt;Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,&lt;br /&gt;The red, white, and blue... a Union flag.&lt;br /&gt;I can live through the cold and the being alone,&lt;br /&gt;Away from my family, my house and my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,&lt;br /&gt;I can sleep in a trench with little to eat. &lt;br /&gt;I can carry the weight of killing another,&lt;br /&gt;Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..&lt;br /&gt;Who stand at the front against any and all,&lt;br /&gt;To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"  So go back inside," he said, "harbour no fright,&lt;br /&gt;Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."&lt;br /&gt;"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,&lt;br /&gt;"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?&lt;br /&gt;It seems all too little for all that you've done, &lt;br /&gt;For being away from your wife and your son." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,&lt;br /&gt;"Just tell us you love us, and never forget. &lt;br /&gt;To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,&lt;br /&gt;To stand your own watch, no matter how long.&lt;br /&gt;For when we come home, either standing or dead,&lt;br /&gt;To know you remember we fought and we bled.&lt;br /&gt;Is payment enough, and with that we will trust, &lt;br /&gt;That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2080505344370266493?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2080505344370266493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2080505344370266493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2080505344370266493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2080505344370266493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/12/different-christmas-poem.html' title='A Different Christmas Poem'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1684606139590426976</id><published>2010-12-10T20:27:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T20:29:08.586+13:00</updated><title type='text'>R18 XMAS JINGLE</title><content type='html'>Can't take credit - wish I could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dashing thru the snow, in a V8 wonder sled, &lt;br /&gt;crashing into trees, cos I’m off my fuckin head. &lt;br /&gt;Been smoking billys too, a dozen beers or more, &lt;br /&gt;I’m heading for the red night zone to get myself a whore! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;br /&gt;Santa’s smoking weed, &lt;br /&gt;Mrs Claus is on the floor, &lt;br /&gt;she’s overdosed on speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blitzen’s fucked, the elves are too, &lt;br /&gt;they’re wankin off their heads, &lt;br /&gt;and if Rudolph snorts another line, &lt;br /&gt;the prick will end up dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Xmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1684606139590426976?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1684606139590426976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1684606139590426976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1684606139590426976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1684606139590426976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/12/r18-xmas-jingle.html' title='R18 XMAS JINGLE'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2939099645671984806</id><published>2010-10-31T11:33:00.008+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:35:51.729+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Day</title><content type='html'>I had so much fun at the Bunnythorpe Pet day yesterday. It's a whole different experience at country schools, they have their own 'community' which is totally different compared to a city school's 'community'. There were prizes galore for the children who had entered into various competitions; sand saucers, family portraits, best pet, potato pets, rock pets, Flintstone racing cars, unusual container floral arrangements, best muffins, best published holiday story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started with a parade of their Flintsone cars along with the fire engine, vintage cars, hot rods, tractors and a TANK! How cool is that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a bouncy castle, horse rides, tractor-trailer rides, golf shots and food galore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this for a school of around 50 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took heaps of photos, here are a few, for more you may have to visit the Bunnythorpe School website (while I took the shots, I feel that photos of the children belong to the school): www.bunnythorpeschool.wikispaces.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp8yIiWlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aowJbGlWzuI/s1600/2010_1030(007).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp8yIiWlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aowJbGlWzuI/s400/2010_1030(007).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533984903846320722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMymuyxjGtI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Fk-dhTNyHbs/s1600/2010_1030(020).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp-AvE-_I/AAAAAAAAAVs/3SQtSkO1Jvo/s400/2010_1030(090).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533984924945939442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp9siiwsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fK_FochvZqE/s1600/2010_1030(077).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp9siiwsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fK_FochvZqE/s400/2010_1030(077).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533984919524655810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp9E5tKtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MIMtJsxvd_k/s1600/2010_1030(081).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp9E5tKtI/AAAAAAAAAVc/MIMtJsxvd_k/s400/2010_1030(081).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533984908884388562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2939099645671984806?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2939099645671984806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2939099645671984806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2939099645671984806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2939099645671984806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/pet-day.html' title='Pet Day'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TMyp8yIiWlI/AAAAAAAAAVU/aowJbGlWzuI/s72-c/2010_1030(007).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3254119081520369925</id><published>2010-10-14T16:42:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T16:42:44.531+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Hain Ginot ‘Between Teacher and Child’</title><content type='html'>I’ve come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element in the classroom. It’s my personal approach that creates the climate. It’s my daily mood that makes the weather. As a teacher, I possess a tremendous power to make a childs life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration. I can humiliate or humour, hurt or heal. In situations it is my response that decides whether a crisis will be escalated or deescalated and a child humanised or dehumanised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hain Ginot ‘Between Teacher and Child’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3254119081520369925?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3254119081520369925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3254119081520369925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3254119081520369925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3254119081520369925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/hain-ginot-between-teacher-and-child.html' title='Hain Ginot ‘Between Teacher and Child’'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8152942101059306605</id><published>2010-10-04T17:02:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T17:24:36.891+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasper Poor Jasper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TKlWxubHx0I/AAAAAAAAAUk/sEhiQ-xUpGM/s1600/2010_1004(001).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TKlWxubHx0I/AAAAAAAAAUk/sEhiQ-xUpGM/s400/2010_1004(001).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524041830221989698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Jasper to the vet today after finding him very quiet and reserved over the last few days. It also looked like the base of his tail was swollen and it hurt to touch. We were horrified when the vet managed to part his fur and found a huge puncture mark on both sides of his tail. Another cat! and I don't mean his brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jasper was taken away, shaved and washed and returned for injections of antibiotics and pain relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say he now looks a little weird with a large section shaved. But we both feel a hell of a lot better after 'ummming' and 'ahhhing' over taking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as long as it heals he should be fine, but if he continues to lick it (stop licking it Jasper!!)he will be given a 'bucket head'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while he may look a little silly now, a photo of him with a bucket-head, will make him look even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TKlVcPNzKxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uRGC_Pm2aUQ/s1600/2010_1004(013).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TKlVcPNzKxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/uRGC_Pm2aUQ/s400/2010_1004(013).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524040361555733266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8152942101059306605?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8152942101059306605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8152942101059306605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8152942101059306605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8152942101059306605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/10/jasper-poor-jasper.html' title='Jasper Poor Jasper'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TKlWxubHx0I/AAAAAAAAAUk/sEhiQ-xUpGM/s72-c/2010_1004(001).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7474293704760081972</id><published>2010-09-25T14:29:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T14:48:08.676+12:00</updated><title type='text'>And They Want Us To Mow the Lawns</title><content type='html'>I would if I knew this wasn't going to happen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TJ1hLHrMKwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JMeZFhqqIDg/s1600/2010_0925(001)plate+removed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TJ1hLHrMKwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JMeZFhqqIDg/s400/2010_0925(001)plate+removed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520675561892752130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TJ1hLuSzKwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/WeVZDoPvrGQ/s1600/2010_0925(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TJ1hLuSzKwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/WeVZDoPvrGQ/s400/2010_0925(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520675572259433218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7474293704760081972?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7474293704760081972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7474293704760081972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7474293704760081972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7474293704760081972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-they-want-us-to-mow-lawns.html' title='And They Want Us To Mow the Lawns'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TJ1hLHrMKwI/AAAAAAAAAUM/JMeZFhqqIDg/s72-c/2010_0925(001)plate+removed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3383036550911014417</id><published>2010-09-06T16:27:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T16:47:43.980+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Manawatu River</title><content type='html'>Stopped on my way home to check out the river. It has been raining pretty much nonstop since yesterday afternoon. What a sight!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRx3mXUzMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/As_4y9y-4dg/s1600/2010_0906(038).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRx3mXUzMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/As_4y9y-4dg/s400/2010_0906(038).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513657043813452994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The steps the council put in are under. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwvtjVYqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k4LejnFb_0s/s1600/2010_0906(039).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwvtjVYqI/AAAAAAAAAT8/k4LejnFb_0s/s400/2010_0906(039).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513655808792289954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walkway behind Buick Cres is under and behind the Esplanade there is maybe 4 - 5m before that goes over too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwvFtB44I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aHaSvbCqpF4/s1600/2010_0906(035).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwvFtB44I/AAAAAAAAAT0/aHaSvbCqpF4/s400/2010_0906(035).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513655798095537026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The roar of the river is deafening and quite awesome at the same time. There are hugemongous trees cruising past at lightning speed and it makes for a breath-taking sight of mother earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwuuEaiXI/AAAAAAAAATs/J4GshDf_9Lw/s1600/2010_0906(034).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRwuuEaiXI/AAAAAAAAATs/J4GshDf_9Lw/s400/2010_0906(034).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513655791751170418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is more rain to come. Fingers crossed it doesn't rise too much more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3383036550911014417?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3383036550911014417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3383036550911014417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3383036550911014417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3383036550911014417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/tha-manawatu-river.html' title='The Manawatu River'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TIRx3mXUzMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/As_4y9y-4dg/s72-c/2010_0906(038).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1561886356219174319</id><published>2010-09-05T10:49:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T10:59:58.562+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Normal Saturday</title><content type='html'>It started off like any normal Saturday, get up at 11am. Hit the garden - not normal - and I now have more plants than weeds in the garden. That was the afternoon. Grabbed the Evening Standard - quick read as they had nothing in it. Turned on the news ten minutes late - what the ???? a 7.1 earthquake in Christchurch!!!!! Reread the paper.......... earthquake in Taupo yesterday.....Christchurch??... guess the news doesn't travel that far south, or perhaps they were just like me, didn't know a thing.&lt;br /&gt;As for the earthquake, I didn't feel a thing and am blown away by the fact that apart from one death due to a heart attack, everyone came out okay. As for the damage - don't live in a brick house. It goes to show that buildings now constructed in New Zealand, are build to withstand earthquakes otherwise the CBD would be flat.&lt;br /&gt;As usual Kiwis just put their heads down and start the clean up, helping their neighbours and neighbourhoods. That is something you don't see everywhere. So my heart goes out to all families affected by the quake and hope that this quake will help prepare other NZ cities for their big one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1561886356219174319?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1561886356219174319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1561886356219174319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1561886356219174319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1561886356219174319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-normal-saturday.html' title='Just a Normal Saturday'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5606802436856542014</id><published>2010-08-22T13:05:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:12:20.423+12:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Days</title><content type='html'>That was the result for this years’ “guess when you receive the ‘what do you want to do for your birthday this year’ phone call from mum”. 9 days. &lt;br /&gt;You know its going to come, yet you don’t ever actually have an answer. I’m now at the ‘don’t really want to celebrate my upcoming adage of time to my personnel file’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are young you planned your birthday 11 months in advance. You knew where you wanted your party, what kind of cake and which friends you were going to invite. You looked forward to the party, presents and attention you got. That lasts until just before a teen. Then the age is taken in steps. Yes you want to hit 13, then 16, then 18 then 21. By that time you are ready to face the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it gets murky; mid 20s, late 20s, mid 30s, late 30s, you hit the hill, slide down it, then hit the half century. Now again it changes – almost retiring – looking forward to that! Each following years' denomination is a feat. If you get past 80 you look forward to hitting each year, trying to last out to the big 100. You age with pride. Is she really 93? She doesn’t look a day over 85?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you look back over the last 12 months and decide whether you actually did anything. In my case I haven’t really changed one bit, except, I am several kilos lighter but also almost broke. I’m still looking for a third job to help with the two I am surviving on at the moment. But besides that I am pretty happy. I enjoy my work, enjoy my play, and enjoy my simple uncomplicated life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have concluded from my vast amount of knowledge, that there comes a time when birthdays change. It is no longer about what you want or don’t want, it’s about your mum. While I may not want to acknowledge it, mum does, whether she wants you to know it or not. At some point birthdays become the day your mum wants to remember. The day she gave you life and each year, the person you have grown up to be. I know some people would jump at the chance to swap shoes, so while I may dread each time the phone rings hoping not to hear that that dreaded question, I am somewhat grateful that I will eventually get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So out of all of this, what was my response? What have I planned for the big day? I still don’t know. I have a couple of days to mull it over before the phone will ring again and I will hear that question again…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5606802436856542014?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5606802436856542014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5606802436856542014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5606802436856542014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5606802436856542014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/08/9-days.html' title='9 Days'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-296960419325729426</id><published>2010-07-29T14:48:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:48:29.380+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasper in Party Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDrlv_2VdI/AAAAAAAAATc/BNj7G1IL8MM/s1600/2010_28_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDrlv_2VdI/AAAAAAAAATc/BNj7G1IL8MM/s400/2010_28_7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499154178791331282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-296960419325729426?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/296960419325729426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=296960419325729426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/296960419325729426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/296960419325729426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/jasper-in-party-mode.html' title='Jasper in Party Mode'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDrlv_2VdI/AAAAAAAAATc/BNj7G1IL8MM/s72-c/2010_28_7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6563495915130839296</id><published>2010-07-29T14:29:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T14:47:58.574+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Well The Cake Was Alright but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDqJPyAztI/AAAAAAAAATU/dyji032K5pg/s1600/2010_0728(015).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDqJPyAztI/AAAAAAAAATU/dyji032K5pg/s400/2010_0728(015).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499152589595397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the correct age, so after some quick fluttering about I managed to fix it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDqIvn5ASI/AAAAAAAAATM/NRNRQQCmJJs/s1600/2010_0728(004).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDqIvn5ASI/AAAAAAAAATM/NRNRQQCmJJs/s400/2010_0728(004).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499152580963008802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just as we were about to serve dinner I realised I had made the cake candles into the wrong number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had a great birthday and had a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6563495915130839296?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6563495915130839296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6563495915130839296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6563495915130839296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6563495915130839296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-cake-was-alright-but.html' title='Well The Cake Was Alright but...'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TFDqJPyAztI/AAAAAAAAATU/dyji032K5pg/s72-c/2010_0728(015).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1803426820313406421</id><published>2010-07-27T19:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:58:16.274+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Try Something New</title><content type='html'>They say that you should try and do something new everyday. So today I baked a cake. Yes, I have never baked a cake before, (why? when my mother can do them in her sleep) so off I went to get all the ingredients to make a chocolate cake for my mother's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to find all the ingredients except 3 things in a nicely packaged box with picture of cake displayed. So far my cake looks similar to that on the package. Taste test to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1803426820313406421?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1803426820313406421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1803426820313406421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1803426820313406421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1803426820313406421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/try-something-new.html' title='Try Something New'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-736151041741339121</id><published>2010-07-24T13:19:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:41:27.354+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Eilish's B'day</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah I know it was in January, but only just got the photos from J's camera, as I stayed home and had a mini holiday. That and someone had to feed the spoilt, scared of everything boys we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpERJGpyVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tyeCaPp7xlY/s1600/DSC00551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpERJGpyVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tyeCaPp7xlY/s400/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497281356451400018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpEQv3XMpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dD_P90wbjdw/s1600/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpEQv3XMpI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dD_P90wbjdw/s400/DSC00525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497281349676380818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpEQK5f_UI/AAAAAAAAASs/wzpY4XyBA3k/s1600/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpEQK5f_UI/AAAAAAAAASs/wzpY4XyBA3k/s400/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497281339753233730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-736151041741339121?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/736151041741339121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=736151041741339121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/736151041741339121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/736151041741339121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/eilishs-bday.html' title='Eilish&apos;s B&apos;day'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEpERJGpyVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tyeCaPp7xlY/s72-c/DSC00551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-179639285744752449</id><published>2010-07-24T13:08:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:14:22.577+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Well, I have finally managed to get most stuff done. I closed my flickr account and transferred the photos to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;It is almost like filling in all the crap they want when signing onto an online dating site. Yes I have been there and have closed my account there too. I realized I was only looking because that is what everyone - meaning family and society, expects you to do. Find a partner, marry, have kids, live happily every after.&lt;br /&gt;I don't fit that mould. But if something happens sweet, if not, my tombstone will list me as a 'spinster' or 'the cat lady'.  ho hum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-179639285744752449?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/179639285744752449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=179639285744752449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/179639285744752449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/179639285744752449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5301244389359686530</id><published>2010-07-23T16:27:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:36:53.022+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Children's Names</title><content type='html'>Okay when you become a parent there is an obligation to name your child. Some parents need to REALLY think how some names will affect their child as they grow.&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick flick through some that have me scratching my head (no not head-lice):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shark (m)&lt;br /&gt;Ocean (f)&lt;br /&gt;Sparrow (m)&lt;br /&gt;Zorro (m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the twins Leaf (m)and Fern (f)Green. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5301244389359686530?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5301244389359686530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5301244389359686530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5301244389359686530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5301244389359686530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/childrens-names.html' title='Children&apos;s Names'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7507342507501386316</id><published>2010-07-23T16:19:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:27:31.069+12:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DODGE</title><content type='html'>woof woof woof, wooof woof, wooof, ruff woof woof, ruff ruff wooof, woof wooof wooof woof woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYoUSYyhI/AAAAAAAAASk/7uPYMj9kzZ8/s1600/stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYoUSYyhI/AAAAAAAAASk/7uPYMj9kzZ8/s400/stick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496951901102066194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woof woof woof, wooof wooof, ruff woof woof, ruff ruff wooof wooof, woof wooof wooof woof wooof woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYoFN3YHI/AAAAAAAAASc/IC200qjcM6o/s1600/Pinecone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYoFN3YHI/AAAAAAAAASc/IC200qjcM6o/s400/Pinecone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496951897056567410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woof woof, ruff ruff wooof wooof, woof wooof wooof woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYnquY7-I/AAAAAAAAASU/uzUdMw2b-4U/s1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYnquY7-I/AAAAAAAAASU/uzUdMw2b-4U/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496951889945227234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooof wooof, woof wooof wooof woof wooof woof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYm84SUdI/AAAAAAAAASM/HunAls_g9qI/s1600/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYm84SUdI/AAAAAAAAASM/HunAls_g9qI/s400/drink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496951877638705618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woof woof, wooof wooof, ruff woof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Translation to those that do not speak dog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday boy. I hope you get lots of presents and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of you on our many walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chewing a stick then a pinecone. Being a big brave boy and taking a swim in the river and having a quick drink between exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7507342507501386316?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7507342507501386316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7507342507501386316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7507342507501386316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7507342507501386316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-dodge.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DODGE'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEkYoUSYyhI/AAAAAAAAASk/7uPYMj9kzZ8/s72-c/stick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-616334717298875154</id><published>2010-07-20T17:40:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T17:43:52.201+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How do you find a hole in an air mattress? I know there must be one as it is slowly loosing air. I have tried using water and soap suds = bubbles at hole. I have tried putting it under water = bubbles from hole. But I haven't found it. So it is sitting behind me against the wall slowly deflating. What do I do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-616334717298875154?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/616334717298875154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=616334717298875154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/616334717298875154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/616334717298875154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-do-you-find-hole-in-air-mattress-i.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-60383950608703374</id><published>2010-07-18T15:52:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:04:04.108+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Stones of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ7vC855PI/AAAAAAAAASE/mdOOUoZI1Mk/s1600/2010_0718(030).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ7vC855PI/AAAAAAAAASE/mdOOUoZI1Mk/s400/2010_0718(030).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495090543521817842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the photos I am no longer the tallest. This is the photo with everyone standing on flat feet...That boy gets taller every time I see him and now he has a commanding whole head advantage and I can't see him stopping anytime soon. He is sitting exams way above his age level and passing them with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the girls, they are also shooting up fast and little Eilish is getting smarter and more talkative, but then I guess you have to find your voice fast in that household. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can write her name and can now use scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Ali, she is a girlie girl - although pink is no longer her favourite colour. She seems to get more grownup each time I see her, but is still very good at throwing a tanty. Her wardrobe would probably fill my entire bedroom, and she packs most of it each trip. Like me she likes to have everything within reach, however I can usually stick to two suitcases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you already guys, 11 weeks till next break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-60383950608703374?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/60383950608703374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=60383950608703374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/60383950608703374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/60383950608703374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/stepping-stones-of-time.html' title='Stepping Stones of Time'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ7vC855PI/AAAAAAAAASE/mdOOUoZI1Mk/s72-c/2010_0718(030).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5697624248208325106</id><published>2010-07-18T15:35:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:50:24.969+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Alison</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;""11""&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ5PNaxQGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BCefuT67db4/s1600/2010_0714(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ5PNaxQGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BCefuT67db4/s400/2010_0714(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495087797552365666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ5Pu7-t8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/aUSUWSbwJ1I/s1600/2010_0714(004).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ5Pu7-t8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/aUSUWSbwJ1I/s400/2010_0714(004).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495087806550030274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kiddo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5697624248208325106?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5697624248208325106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5697624248208325106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5697624248208325106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5697624248208325106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-alison.html' title='Happy Birthday Alison'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/TEJ5PNaxQGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/BCefuT67db4/s72-c/2010_0714(002).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5362290193465751496</id><published>2010-07-12T17:42:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:46:31.814+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Done Spain</title><content type='html'>I will admit that I was actually going for the Dutch but changed my mind after the first 30 minutes and 4 yellow Dutch cards. It would have been over a lot earlier if they had put Torres on, instead of leaving him the last 15 minutes of extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many players will get contracts with different teams in England and Europe and the rest can probably get good acting jobs in Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Done Spain - about bloody time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5362290193465751496?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5362290193465751496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5362290193465751496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5362290193465751496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5362290193465751496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-done-spain.html' title='Well Done Spain'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2165601904155551264</id><published>2010-07-12T17:33:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:42:19.872+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Rules</title><content type='html'>While travelling down to Tawa today I discovered the other set of road rules - the ones for the open road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Stop Sign is not a stop sign when there is no-one else coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100km is not the speed limit but nearly an indication of how you may want to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trucks like to show they have power and overtake in a passing lane.... but get fucked up 2km down the road when climbing a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indicating to change lanes is only used if you want to be noticed and applauded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many road works around the place 30km doesn't mean that - it means it for you, but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all the works to straighten out curved roads, sooner or later cars are going to come to a corner in the road and panic thinking "what the hell is this and how do I approach this".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you it could be worse, you could be stuck behind a blind and deaf tractor driver travelling on the road at 15km/hr.. no amount of horn or abuse gets that fat man to move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2165601904155551264?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2165601904155551264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2165601904155551264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2165601904155551264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2165601904155551264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/real-rules.html' title='The Real Rules'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-163661733458954583</id><published>2010-07-10T11:50:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:52:50.349+12:00</updated><title type='text'>So....</title><content type='html'>Who is Paul the ocotopus going to choose for the World Cup final? and how much do you believe him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-163661733458954583?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/163661733458954583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=163661733458954583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/163661733458954583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/163661733458954583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/so.html' title='So....'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1269461360655825669</id><published>2010-07-03T13:33:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:50:25.299+12:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Lose the World Cup     By Ghana</title><content type='html'>Well, the first thing you do is hit the crossbar of the goal-post after being awarded a &lt;strong&gt;penalty goal &lt;/strong&gt;in the &lt;strong&gt;final minute &lt;/strong&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;extra time&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it is your turn to take a penalty shot, you take two steps back and roll the ball into the goalie.&lt;br /&gt;To finish it off you again aim for the goalie and hope that he becomes invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghana did not lose to Uruguay, they lost it all by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done guys! Now remain on the pitch crying your eyes out at how unfair it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too harsh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1269461360655825669?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1269461360655825669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1269461360655825669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1269461360655825669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1269461360655825669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-to-loose-world-cup-by-ghana.html' title='How to Lose the World Cup     By Ghana'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6234062188801167500</id><published>2010-06-29T17:34:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:37:55.232+12:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Mouth of Babes?</title><content type='html'>Speech language lesson with a five year old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus 'c', 'k' sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's question: Where does the king live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expected answer: In the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual answer: In the queen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6234062188801167500?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6234062188801167500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6234062188801167500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6234062188801167500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6234062188801167500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/from-mouth-of-babes.html' title='From the Mouth of Babes?'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2157428080380176716</id><published>2010-06-24T15:55:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:59:48.785+12:00</updated><title type='text'>GO THE ALL WHITES</title><content type='html'>I know asking for a win is a lot, but do your best. Believe in yourself and trust your team mates. We are all proud of what you have achieved so far, but a win would defy everyone and possibly get us a national holiday!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2157428080380176716?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2157428080380176716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2157428080380176716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2157428080380176716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2157428080380176716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/go-all-whites.html' title='GO THE ALL WHITES'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7113989379092738285</id><published>2010-06-24T15:40:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:54:04.786+12:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Night!!!     :-o</title><content type='html'>My mattress, duvet, blankets and whatnot were in the lounge drying, so I pumped up an air mattress and put it onto my metal base. It wasn't until I got into bed that I realised my brother in the next suburb could probably hear every time I moved. It was like rubbing your hands on a balloon and putting that through a megaphone!!! I didn't dare move an inch, as I knew the snoring next door would stop. (mental note for another time) I was doing well until 5am when I woke up cold and couldn't get warm. I managed to maneuver my way out and grab another hottie (water bottle not guy ho-hum). 45 minutes later I gave up and dragged the blankets to the couch and went blissfully back to sleep. So the race is on to get everything dry so Jack can have the couch when the All Whites play at 2am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7113989379092738285?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7113989379092738285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7113989379092738285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7113989379092738285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7113989379092738285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-night-o.html' title='What a Night!!!     :-o'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1299039627998659829</id><published>2010-06-23T20:26:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:49:18.377+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It Me?</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 10 to 2 this morning and was shocked to find I was completely wet. Soaked through. My PJ's, the sheets, duvet and blanket. I got up to find that the mattress was also wet. I couldn't work out what the hell had happened!! Surely I couldn't have done it, made that much mess. Then I found my hot water bottle. It was a little on the flat and empty side. So after finding everything wet I was relegated to changing clothes and sleeping on the couch!! &lt;br /&gt;That's when I discovered the sofa is quite comfortable but the cat is rather heavy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1299039627998659829?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1299039627998659829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1299039627998659829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1299039627998659829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1299039627998659829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/was-it-me.html' title='Was It Me?'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3483545065237749756</id><published>2010-06-22T16:19:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:22:12.241+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy Dive to a Draw</title><content type='html'>There should be a law against diving. As soon as any player from Europe or Africa get into the keepers box, they fall like flies.&lt;br /&gt;At least the All Whites managed to score, not only first, but the REAL way. Not from an Oscar winning feet-connect-nothing dive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3483545065237749756?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3483545065237749756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3483545065237749756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3483545065237749756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3483545065237749756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/italy-dive-to-draw.html' title='Italy Dive to a Draw'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1453692503757848931</id><published>2010-06-02T18:03:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T18:07:43.479+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky Buggers</title><content type='html'>It started as a normal day. I walked into the staffroom at morning tea and saw a group of teachers staring out the window. So naturally I followed suit. I couldn't work out what they were looking at as no-one was on the field and I couldn't see any traffic. I was then pointed out that the 30 metre metal fence running the width of the field and school was gone. Low and behold some cheeky bugger had somehow undone and removed the entire fence! Gone! How on earth and why on earth would someone do that? and how did no-one see anything??? GONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1453692503757848931?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1453692503757848931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1453692503757848931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1453692503757848931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1453692503757848931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheeky-buggers.html' title='Cheeky Buggers'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1847742297932432104</id><published>2010-05-24T16:49:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T17:14:45.078+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_oJPYPeynI/AAAAAAAAARs/Er_0klYEUEI/s1600/Hastie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_oJPYPeynI/AAAAAAAAARs/Er_0klYEUEI/s400/Hastie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474698456832330354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago my uncle and aunt came down for a visit. We were able to have a catchup as I haven't seen them for several years. So a big shout-out to Lake and my uncle - found here behind the yellow balloon. It was great to see them and hopefully we can have a longer visit, whether here or there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_oJOk7z-EI/AAAAAAAAARk/PvLHO1riSb8/s1600/Brian(noface)+%26+Lake+Hastie+2010_0511(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_oJOk7z-EI/AAAAAAAAARk/PvLHO1riSb8/s400/Brian(noface)+%26+Lake+Hastie+2010_0511(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474698443059624002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1847742297932432104?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1847742297932432104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1847742297932432104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1847742297932432104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1847742297932432104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/family-visit.html' title='Family Visit'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_oJPYPeynI/AAAAAAAAARs/Er_0klYEUEI/s72-c/Hastie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4941985862237900607</id><published>2010-05-24T16:24:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:42:21.739+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Stung Big Time</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my living life I has been stung by a wasp / bee. I wasn't close enough to determine which - like I could anyway... and my arm feels like it's fully ablaze. I have never known anything like it. A small puncture mark making such a teeth-grinding living hell. While I can now say for certainty I am not allergic, I can now comment on the shear pain and annoyance it brings. It actually hurts more than having my tattoos done and that is saying a lot, 'cause that was painful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4941985862237900607?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4941985862237900607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4941985862237900607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4941985862237900607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4941985862237900607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/stung-big-time.html' title='Stung Big Time'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-251475321831567690</id><published>2010-05-22T10:20:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:24:40.036+12:00</updated><title type='text'>TGFI</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness for insurance!&lt;br /&gt;That small 'ding' $720. I whole new door is required. I thought it may be a quick pop-out job, but noooo... stress fracture, chipped paint... the rest of the car is mint, so new door. Thank goodness for insurance. Now it's only $300. I'll just go out to the money tree on the back lawn and pick a couple of leaves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-251475321831567690?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/251475321831567690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=251475321831567690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/251475321831567690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/251475321831567690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/tgfi.html' title='TGFI'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7136735122115765202</id><published>2010-05-19T17:34:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:40:16.347+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another day in Hell</title><content type='html'>It's been a long day and while I parked the car for just 5 minutes outside the Post Office, some idiot in a ute swiped the car as he was backing out. Fucker didn't stop either. I'm mad, actually I am beyond mad... so it's more forms to fill out and more worry and stress. Surely whatever punishment I am being dealt with at the moment must be running out. I have had it up to here (imagine hand over head) surely this is it. Please...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7136735122115765202?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7136735122115765202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7136735122115765202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7136735122115765202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7136735122115765202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-another-day-in-hell.html' title='Just Another day in Hell'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5926760001254149368</id><published>2010-05-17T17:08:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:16:52.049+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend my brother, who was working, had to go to A&amp;E after he hit his thumb with a hammer, which then hit a vice. Blood - the chink in his armour, went everywhere. I wish I could have been a fly on the wall, swearing his head off! but then having to politely answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we sent him a get-well text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_DQ_8knQ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fH_zp5F84/s1600/Get+Well+Soon+Smiley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_DQ_8knQ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fH_zp5F84/s400/Get+Well+Soon+Smiley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472103344265184194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5926760001254149368?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5926760001254149368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5926760001254149368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5926760001254149368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5926760001254149368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend.html' title='The Weekend'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S_DQ_8knQ8I/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fH_zp5F84/s72-c/Get+Well+Soon+Smiley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3518289582459358532</id><published>2010-05-13T19:35:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:39:20.611+12:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday Evening</title><content type='html'>and I'm still waiting. Is that a good sign or not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3518289582459358532?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3518289582459358532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3518289582459358532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3518289582459358532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3518289582459358532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-thursday-evening.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday Evening'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2238010454012812555</id><published>2010-05-10T15:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:59:28.888+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I won something!</title><content type='html'>I have been doing the competitions in That's Life what seems like forever, and never winning anything... however today there were two envelopes from Sydney. First thought?.....mail spam... but no 2 letters with prizes. I was hoping that one would contain the keys to a new Barina, but no a Sodoku puzzle book and a That's Life! Puzzle issue. So that will keep me busy for a few days and hopefully I can win more since I seem to be on a roll.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2238010454012812555?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2238010454012812555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2238010454012812555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2238010454012812555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2238010454012812555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-won-something.html' title='I won something!'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7018187564115467993</id><published>2010-05-10T15:52:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:53:54.764+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first thoughts are always the worst. It's Monday and I'm hoping to get a call to say I have got the job! All that doubt is fear. Something I REALLY need to work on! So I wait in silence for a Yah or Nay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7018187564115467993?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7018187564115467993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7018187564115467993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7018187564115467993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7018187564115467993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-first-thoughts-are-always-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-9170595515603549522</id><published>2010-05-06T16:39:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:41:01.668+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm torn, between wanting and not. The not is fear, the want is real. Did I make the grade? Do I want to make the grade? Tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-9170595515603549522?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/9170595515603549522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=9170595515603549522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/9170595515603549522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/9170595515603549522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-torn-between-wanting-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5359019720907167115</id><published>2010-05-05T13:20:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T13:22:12.491+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The butterflies have started..... the legs and arms feel like I'm touching an electric fence..... it's the waiting that is the horrible part. Countdown in T minus 60 minutes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5359019720907167115?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5359019720907167115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5359019720907167115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5359019720907167115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5359019720907167115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/butterflies-have-started.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6758732925859116540</id><published>2010-05-04T20:27:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:28:57.552+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Printing......</title><content type='html'>Printing it off CV now - just a preview; as I know there will be a lot of changes when the  family read through it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6758732925859116540?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6758732925859116540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6758732925859116540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6758732925859116540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6758732925859116540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/printing.html' title='Printing......'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6599900957544718380</id><published>2010-05-04T19:34:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T19:40:44.440+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Sitting Here</title><content type='html'>Just sitting here trying to write a CV. I have a job interview tomorrow and I need a CV. My last CV was done in 2003. Back then you listed everything! Now it's a summary. I don't know which is worse. I have never been good at stating my good skills etc so at the moment it sounds terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to write a couple of sentences and them change it, rewrite it, and still don't like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only been working on it for an hour and a half... who knows I may finish it before the interview.&lt;br /&gt;If I get it, it will be my third job. Hopefully with it I can keep my head above water, because at the moment I am worse than the Titanic and we all know how that ended. Oh well back to it.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6599900957544718380?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6599900957544718380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6599900957544718380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6599900957544718380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6599900957544718380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-sitting-here.html' title='Just Sitting Here'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5849995137083789643</id><published>2010-04-26T14:11:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T14:16:53.252+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fun Moment for the Day</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home this afternoon I came across a woman pushing a stroller with a wee girl in it and a pup on a lead. The dog was walking in a 45 degree angle away from the stroller, yanking so hard on the leash that he was gasping for air and the poor woman was deciding whether to pull in the dog or run the risk of her and the stroller running onto some-one's lawn. I had a huge smile on my face and thought 'there's my fun moment for the day'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5849995137083789643?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5849995137083789643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5849995137083789643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5849995137083789643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5849995137083789643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-fun-moment-for-day.html' title='My Fun Moment for the Day'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2260046214256736261</id><published>2010-04-24T12:19:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:33:08.984+12:00</updated><title type='text'>4 for the Price of 3</title><content type='html'>That's what it felt like today. Actually it started really early with the uncontrolled shaking and tightness in the muscles. By 8:30am I had managed to remain fairly calm but was dreading breakfast. My stomach had so many butterflies I swear they were birds. So I hoped that breakfast would stay there and and not turn into sulfuric acid - which feels like you are arriving at Rotorua!&lt;br /&gt;It was the shower and my MP3 that managed to keep me fairly calm. So by the time I was actually in the chair, things weren't too bad. My muscles ached and I dreaded the routine injection. I had a horrible feeling that the front tooth that broke would require capping or something around that horrific price. However my prayers must have been answered as he told me he could fix it. He then discovered that the cavity that I had pointed out actually had a twin brother right next door and cousin across the road. So I manage to get 4 fillings for the price of 3. Mind you that was pretty pricey to start with.... hence I now feel like my lips and nose are larger than normal, but I am not drooling Yah! Still trouble with the old speech. Oh well, it's the weekend. Could have been worse.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2260046214256736261?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2260046214256736261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2260046214256736261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2260046214256736261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2260046214256736261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-for-price-of-3.html' title='4 for the Price of 3'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-14880396457754963</id><published>2010-04-22T19:25:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:33:53.770+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The D Word</title><content type='html'>What is it with me and trips to the dentist? I'm on my way there on Saturday after a section of my tooth broke while I was reading my emails. I wish I could come up with a fantastic excuse as to why it broke.... pushing a child to safety before they would have been hit by a car..... I was lifting the clean, dry washing from the cupboard and I slipped..... I was trying to get a gorgeous shot of my cat hiding in the tree and I missed seeing a branch.....I took one on the chin for my drinking buddy.... but alas there is no way I can turn 'reading my emails' into an interesting reason. ???? It could have been while reading an email from the Lotteries Committee informing me I had won Powerball???? No, he will probably try and find more work he can do on my teeth. oh well.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-14880396457754963?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/14880396457754963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=14880396457754963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/14880396457754963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/14880396457754963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/d-word.html' title='The D Word'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2763164986059155474</id><published>2010-04-19T15:27:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T15:28:54.791+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work</title><content type='html'>yes after two blissful weeks it was back to reality today as we all went back to school. Feels like I never left.... how sad is that.... day 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2763164986059155474?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2763164986059155474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2763164986059155474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2763164986059155474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2763164986059155474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3963486440968306649</id><published>2010-04-17T09:49:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T10:08:58.275+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Eyjafjallajökull Volcano Iceland</title><content type='html'>Okay, so no one in Britain is going to fly anywhere in a hurry. So how do you pronounce it? Imagine this word in the National Spelling Bee competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S8je-SCtR8I/AAAAAAAAARU/Jq3LOepPN9w/s1600/4525882880_daf8bf45a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S8je-SCtR8I/AAAAAAAAARU/Jq3LOepPN9w/s400/4525882880_daf8bf45a1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460859709763176386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S8je-MCYhsI/AAAAAAAAARM/U0D5cq72sMc/s1600/Ash1130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S8je-MCYhsI/AAAAAAAAARM/U0D5cq72sMc/s400/Ash1130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460859708151203522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there UK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3963486440968306649?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3963486440968306649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3963486440968306649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3963486440968306649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3963486440968306649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/eyjafjallajokull-volcano-iceland.html' title='Eyjafjallajökull Volcano Iceland'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S8je-SCtR8I/AAAAAAAAARU/Jq3LOepPN9w/s72-c/4525882880_daf8bf45a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5364518409547241469</id><published>2010-04-13T17:32:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T17:40:15.813+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping With A Tweenie</title><content type='html'>Well I learnt something new today. Shopping with a tweenie is a full on experience that to adults don't make sense. Either that or it was the tweenie. Off to the Plaza to see the Smiggle shop. It sells stationary. Yes pens, pencils, erasers, pencil cases,etc. But wait ....they charge three times the price and the store was always full. We visited several times before final decisions were made. I could have got ten times the amount of stationery from ANYWHERE else.&lt;br /&gt;After that it was to the accessory shop (I think) where there was jewelry and lip gloss and small handbags, where again there was much deliberation. Then to lunch and that concluded two hours. So we have a bagful of Smiggle and a section of life missing from myself. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well it could have been worse...... she could have had more money!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5364518409547241469?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5364518409547241469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5364518409547241469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5364518409547241469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5364518409547241469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/shopping-with-tweenie.html' title='Shopping With A Tweenie'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3721178655350446203</id><published>2010-04-12T11:56:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T12:19:55.142+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Beep Bloody Beep</title><content type='html'>That's all my computer does. beep - pause - beep - pause - beep.... (luckily I have access to another PC) So the problem? Go online and search through the lists and identify what KINDS of beeps your is computer using. Once you have that you are able to tell what is wrong. 2-1-3-1, 2-2-1-1, high pitch-low pitch, one beep continuously.... I didn't know the humble computer could tell you what is wrong through 'Morse code'. So the problem? Fucked if I know as 1-1-1-1 is nowhere on the list. &lt;br /&gt;So it's off to the PC geeks and hopefully it's nothing major including the CPU or Motherboard. While I back up my files - they get backed up onto the other computer's hard drive. So now I'll have to remember to backup to a flash drive or CD. AHHHH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3721178655350446203?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3721178655350446203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3721178655350446203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3721178655350446203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3721178655350446203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/beep-bloody-beep.html' title='Beep Bloody Beep'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1088903949216920438</id><published>2010-04-05T11:49:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:11:13.708+12:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Easter</title><content type='html'>Time to have some fun.....eggellent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kpAVEYZzI/AAAAAAAAARE/t5bsO71Zpn4/s1600/Easter9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kpAVEYZzI/AAAAAAAAARE/t5bsO71Zpn4/s400/Easter9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437509168326450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kpABzjcbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UqBtLgv5rE8/s1600/Easter8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kpABzjcbI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UqBtLgv5rE8/s400/Easter8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437503997473202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7ko_ylCynI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MwnOwNNLy18/s1600/Easter3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7ko_ylCynI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MwnOwNNLy18/s400/Easter3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437499910081138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7ko_TnFHJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/02qPAtfRyYs/s1600/Easter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7ko_TnFHJI/AAAAAAAAAQs/02qPAtfRyYs/s400/Easter1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456437491597122706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmE79TxaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6bXLz9LTrBU/s1600/Easter7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmE79TxaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/6bXLz9LTrBU/s400/Easter7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434289792239010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmEmW8VNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qx4GTLoidJs/s1600/Easter6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmEmW8VNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Qx4GTLoidJs/s400/Easter6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434283994174674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmEVfJm4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/6XlNF1E9GNo/s1600/Easter4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmEVfJm4I/AAAAAAAAAQU/6XlNF1E9GNo/s400/Easter4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434279465196418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmD_JQb5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/eUp0lq-slNE/s1600/Easter5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmD_JQb5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/eUp0lq-slNE/s400/Easter5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434273467789202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmDQ64wDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TjRU_UbYjg4/s1600/Easter2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kmDQ64wDI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TjRU_UbYjg4/s400/Easter2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456434261059485746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1088903949216920438?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1088903949216920438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1088903949216920438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1088903949216920438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1088903949216920438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-easter.html' title='It&apos;s Easter'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S7kpAVEYZzI/AAAAAAAAARE/t5bsO71Zpn4/s72-c/Easter9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-399006208531321489</id><published>2010-04-02T10:25:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T10:28:50.257+13:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fool</title><content type='html'>Well April 1st came and went and I am disappointed to say that I did no foolery this year AND I was not fooled by others. Is it getting too PC? or is everyone just too busy to take the time? I will admit my mind was focused on it being the last day of term and I just wanted to see it out, but with that and Easter so close, was that just an excuse for being lazy...hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-399006208531321489?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/399006208531321489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=399006208531321489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/399006208531321489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/399006208531321489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-fool.html' title='No Fool'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1123651131746658464</id><published>2010-03-30T20:16:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:18:30.240+13:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>you've pulled a muscle in your back and you get a stomach virus.... which comes first?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1123651131746658464?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1123651131746658464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1123651131746658464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1123651131746658464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1123651131746658464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8920687985857174184</id><published>2010-03-20T10:05:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T10:09:31.189+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Candidate for Darwin's Award?</title><content type='html'>While out on my weekly walk with Dodge I was asked by a man if Dodge would 'rip his arm off' if he tired to pet him. I felt like saying 'yeah there are children just over there and several dogs with owners further along, Dodge is off his lead like he is all the time..... yeah of course he is going to rip your fucking arm off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8920687985857174184?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8920687985857174184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8920687985857174184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8920687985857174184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8920687985857174184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/candidate-for-darwins-award.html' title='Candidate for Darwin&apos;s Award?'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8301876904600909184</id><published>2010-03-17T16:51:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:59:20.169+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>TV2 is currently running the final season of Lost. Each week &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am getting more lost. I am tempted to quit but after so many seasons.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8301876904600909184?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8301876904600909184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8301876904600909184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8301876904600909184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8301876904600909184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3801912667706029567</id><published>2010-03-17T16:38:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:50:48.183+13:00</updated><title type='text'>St Patty's</title><content type='html'>Like all things St Patty, the school had a 'bad hair day'. So with my currently unlucky 'Kiss me, I'm Irish' tie and some borrowed green hairspray I looked pretty bad. It took nearly ten times the usual amount of time doing my hair, as a result I was almost late for school.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the best pic taken by Jericho, the lovely little green leprechaun.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me I was able to wash it out at lunch, without having to venture into town like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S6BQKDT9VGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TaYBFeU8nkU/s1600-h/2010_0317(004).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S6BQKDT9VGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TaYBFeU8nkU/s400/2010_0317(004).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449443682736231522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my little leprechaun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S6BRaCo0NII/AAAAAAAAAP8/TLp4fLz4DKA/s1600-h/2010_0317(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S6BRaCo0NII/AAAAAAAAAP8/TLp4fLz4DKA/s400/2010_0317(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449445056944813186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3801912667706029567?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3801912667706029567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3801912667706029567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3801912667706029567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3801912667706029567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/st-pattys.html' title='St Patty&apos;s'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S6BQKDT9VGI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TaYBFeU8nkU/s72-c/2010_0317(004).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2136941526325230757</id><published>2010-03-15T17:08:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:12:48.907+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Chief has his WOF</title><content type='html'>We took Chief to the vet in the weekend for his annual warrant of fitness, and he meowed from the moment he got in the box (which took 5 minutes, a towel and some serious shoving) to the moment we got back. It is official he is FAT. 5.7kgs to be exact. Sooooo guess who's on a diet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2136941526325230757?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2136941526325230757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2136941526325230757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2136941526325230757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2136941526325230757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/chief-has-his-wof.html' title='Chief has his WOF'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4823399180964581690</id><published>2010-03-15T16:50:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T17:00:54.057+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Avatar</title><content type='html'>From the moment I started to see trailers and such for Avatar, I have wanted to go to the cinema and see it on the big screen. The last time I went to the movies was to see Shrek. (yeah the first one, 2001) I'm not a big fan off sitting in a crowded room with a huge screen and surround sound. However when mum had a ticket to Cinema Gold, that's the flash one with the reclining seats made for big butts and flashy drinks and food, I could not turn it down. So I dragged dad along, (mum's words were "do it for her...") and I had the time of my life. What a fantastic story, amazing graphics and scenery! Although the movie was nearly 3 hours long, it flew by. When leaving even my father admitted that he really enjoyed it and was glad he had been dragged along. I'm glad I watched it on a large screen as I think some bits and pieces will get missed on an average set. But I will tell you now that you would not get me anywhere near a 3D screen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4823399180964581690?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4823399180964581690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4823399180964581690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4823399180964581690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4823399180964581690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/avatar.html' title='Avatar'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3234258903123412553</id><published>2010-03-13T10:31:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:35:10.507+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jasper helped make the bed this morning. It only took 4 times longer, he disappeared part way through helping (lazy sod) and I was left with a huge lump in the middle! Can't get good help these days!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3234258903123412553?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3234258903123412553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3234258903123412553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3234258903123412553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3234258903123412553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/jasper-helped-make-bed-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4726922805897470525</id><published>2010-03-10T14:01:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:03:07.582+13:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>The little fat controler - That's not his name. According to Myfavouritetoys.com his name is Sir Topham Hatt. Very PC!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4726922805897470525?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4726922805897470525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4726922805897470525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4726922805897470525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4726922805897470525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5183461611956475912</id><published>2010-03-10T13:55:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:01:01.875+13:00</updated><title type='text'>So I am sitting here..</title><content type='html'>at work, keeping an eye on two 6 year olds for Reading Recovery. Being so efficient I have finished everything and am surfing the net - no protection or safenet here -yah!. Anyway one of the boys is playing with Thomas the Tank Engine and every now and then will say 'excuse me'. I have given up answering as I have found he doesn't want my attention but that of the Little Fat Controller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5183461611956475912?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5183461611956475912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5183461611956475912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5183461611956475912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5183461611956475912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-i-am-sitting-here.html' title='So I am sitting here..'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8501735023756847741</id><published>2010-03-06T12:24:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:26:07.430+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to My Life</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more?&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple Plan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8501735023756847741?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8501735023756847741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8501735023756847741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8501735023756847741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8501735023756847741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='Welcome to My Life'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7863694683149613344</id><published>2010-03-04T21:16:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:37:26.582+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm struggling. I have to admit I haven't been happy for awhile. I can't pinpoint any one thing, which may be the problem. I used to bounce into work.... things used to be fun... I looked forward to getting out of the house... but not now. Even now I am biting back tears, which means I am going to explode soon. I don't quite know what to do. How do you make yourself happy?&lt;br /&gt;While I have done this many times over the last 15 years, it never seems to get easier and I can never remember what I did to help dig myself out of this hole. I feel like I'm not really feeling anything, just going through the motions. I am consciously distancing myself from others because I know I'm going to blow and I don't want them in the firing line. I also don't want them to see me like this, I'm a private person and I don't want them to see this part of me. You can't explain this, there is just too much, so it's easier to just say "I'm ok".&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7863694683149613344?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7863694683149613344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7863694683149613344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7863694683149613344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7863694683149613344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-struggling.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2228144374883606726</id><published>2010-02-13T10:39:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:44:40.476+13:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Down 8 2 Go</title><content type='html'>I have to admit that the first week back at school tends to travel slower than a snail on Ritalin. However this week has flown past and I'm looking forward to the next week, although we loose a long time staff member. I have a great timetable and cool kids.&lt;br /&gt;What I don't know yet is what I will do when my hours are cut in two weeks. Still thinking as to whether to study, look for a few hours at another school, or look full time. The TA jobs at the moment are less than I work now and more than I can fit in a day if I was working between the two schools. ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2228144374883606726?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2228144374883606726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2228144374883606726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2228144374883606726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2228144374883606726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-down-8-2-go.html' title='1 Down 8 2 Go'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-998428023707689450</id><published>2010-02-09T20:22:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:28:04.307+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over!</title><content type='html'>You know it has been awhile between visits to the optometrist when you are sitting in the chair looking over at the screen that has 'Game Over' jumping across it and then are given various lenses that show in fact it says 'ClearChart'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5040240050787079164</id><published>2010-02-04T17:08:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:13:22.628+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sliced the top of my right index finger on a pair of scissors today, blood everywhere, but didn't swear in front of boss (that was very hard, especially when the antiseptic was put on!!!!), and now I am even slower at typing with that finger bandaged up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5040240050787079164?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4754284575560313994</id><published>2010-02-04T17:06:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:08:50.272+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 28 degrees outside and our elderly neighbour is mowing his lawns with no top on. That is just wrong. There should be a law against nudity in public, oh he's a guy, though he has some very large flabby tits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4754284575560313994?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4754284575560313994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4754284575560313994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4754284575560313994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4754284575560313994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-28-degrees-outside-and-our-elderly.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6773326817731050341</id><published>2010-02-02T20:19:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:25:32.231+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbourhood Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S2fSgm5e9sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/abZkpww8DVw/s1600-h/2010_0129(001).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S2fSgm5e9sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/abZkpww8DVw/s400/2010_0129(001).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433542933085091522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6773326817731050341?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6773326817731050341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6773326817731050341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6773326817731050341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6773326817731050341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/02/neighbourhood-watch.html' title='Neighbourhood Watch'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S2fSgm5e9sI/AAAAAAAAAPs/abZkpww8DVw/s72-c/2010_0129(001).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1742678888318628580</id><published>2010-01-29T15:38:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:44:13.703+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>Just been for a swim - been a long time since I've done lengths. Couldn't quite do one freestyle in the Makino pool which is 50m.&lt;br /&gt;An hour later I could barely put my clothes on. Why does a bra and knickers always get fucking tangled up!!&lt;br /&gt;So now out of the pool, I am exhausted. Am I too old to take a nap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1742678888318628580?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1742678888318628580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1742678888318628580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1742678888318628580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1742678888318628580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8397516426786341862</id><published>2010-01-28T14:11:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:15:20.804+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it.....</title><content type='html'>Why is it when you are waiting for an important telephone call, you hang around all day and then pop out to grab milk and they call in that 10 minute trip??? Ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8397516426786341862?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8397516426786341862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8397516426786341862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8397516426786341862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8397516426786341862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-is-it.html' title='Why is it.....'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7231232689160181053</id><published>2010-01-23T16:54:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T16:58:30.097+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just popped out for a couple of rounds of ten pin bowling. It's good to know that I still suck. I did however grab three strikes, something that Smiley was unable to achieve today. He still beat the shit out of us though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7231232689160181053?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7231232689160181053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7231232689160181053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7231232689160181053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7231232689160181053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-popped-out-for-couple-of-rounds.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6592503438246165096</id><published>2010-01-23T12:13:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T12:30:21.007+13:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY EILISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1o0BT2cmSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YdMgoADoPNo/s1600-h/2009_1010(015).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1o0BT2cmSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YdMgoADoPNo/s400/2009_1010(015).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429709497861708066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be with you bubba, but I am thinking of you. I hope you have a great day and a big party. Aunty will be taking photos (I HOPE) so I can see what you did and all the presents you got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like my present - Matthew told me you would like it. I also hope Aunty gave you a big hug and kiss from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday Eilish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Aunty Corinna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6592503438246165096?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6592503438246165096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6592503438246165096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6592503438246165096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6592503438246165096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-eilish.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY EILISH'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1o0BT2cmSI/AAAAAAAAAPk/YdMgoADoPNo/s72-c/2009_1010(015).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4276181078047833685</id><published>2010-01-20T18:17:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T18:25:32.769+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest Day So Far and What Do I Do?</title><content type='html'>I do what any normal person would do and decided to cut back the hedges and trees. While I did do the old wet t-shirt, my neighbour may have been put out that it was black. As for the poor dying apple tree (so dead and diseased it needed to be removed landlord) it met the end of my alligator chainsaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while the temp reached a high 29dc I was the wacko out in the blazing sun working - obviously fried my brain. The good part was the trip to the swimming pool and the nice fleeting rain that fell in Feilding. I discovered that it has been a VERY long time since I have been swimming as the togs were a little loose. (YAH ME!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So extremely hungry now - why does swimming do that? - smelling like chlorine and my hair as dry as a bone I now have one FUCKING BIG HEADACHE and who do I have to blame? ME! Dumbest thing this year and yes Jack I should have known better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4276181078047833685?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4276181078047833685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4276181078047833685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4276181078047833685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4276181078047833685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/hottest-day-so-far-and-what-do-i-do.html' title='Hottest Day So Far and What Do I Do?'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8449568785285784860</id><published>2010-01-16T11:12:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:15:28.105+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Birthday - Jackie's Brilliant Idea</title><content type='html'>She was extremely proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Do4piQ3cI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9U8I70Nce8Q/s1600-h/2010_0115(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Do4piQ3cI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9U8I70Nce8Q/s400/2010_0115(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427093610901331394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good on'ya mate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8449568785285784860?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8449568785285784860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8449568785285784860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8449568785285784860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8449568785285784860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/dads-birthday-jackies-brilliant-idea.html' title='Dad&apos;s Birthday - Jackie&apos;s Brilliant Idea'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Do4piQ3cI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9U8I70Nce8Q/s72-c/2010_0115(002).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5991059955607724487</id><published>2010-01-16T10:49:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:12:18.610+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>It was dad's birthday yesterday and because we had got him a camera for Christmas, his birthday was going to be a cheap one. So we baked. Yes I baked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dmv8mKzYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnY6gcieoWw/s1600-h/2010_0111(007).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dmv8mKzYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnY6gcieoWw/s400/2010_0111(007).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427091262375906690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can get back on the chair now, it's not that hard - at least the cookie recipe that I used. &lt;br /&gt;The instructions called for a 'walnut' size ball, so I did. Here is the result. Walnut size my ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dmu-C348I/AAAAAAAAAO8/mJCL1flpShc/s1600-h/2010_0111(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dmu-C348I/AAAAAAAAAO8/mJCL1flpShc/s400/2010_0111(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427091245584868290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However they still taste nice - you always have to taste test them in case they are flawed or contain something illegal or poisonous. It is a sacrifice that a baker needs to make. So here are the results of my afternoon cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1DmvYzidDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/LuX-UNRhX4I/s1600-h/2010_0111(003).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1DmvYzidDI/AAAAAAAAAPE/LuX-UNRhX4I/s400/2010_0111(003).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427091252768306226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1DmwNNxQ8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/jFwG_5G3EgY/s1600-h/2010_0111(004).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1DmwNNxQ8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/jFwG_5G3EgY/s400/2010_0111(004).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427091266836972482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5991059955607724487?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5991059955607724487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5991059955607724487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5991059955607724487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5991059955607724487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/daddys-birthday.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dmv8mKzYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DnY6gcieoWw/s72-c/2010_0111(007).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2384148968716561203</id><published>2010-01-16T10:38:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:49:18.855+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Catchup - NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh4XQgIeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z945deytJ88/s1600-h/2010_0103(001).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh4XQgIeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z945deytJ88/s400/2010_0103(001).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427085909413601762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent New Year looking after Dodge while Smiley and Tiff went away and by the third day he was just moping. And yes I mean moping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh31JduiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_f6Vs4dNg1U/s1600-h/2010_0103(003).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh31JduiI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_f6Vs4dNg1U/s400/2010_0103(003).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427085900257278498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would snuggle in bed in the morning and continue to lie there until after I'd showered, dressed and eaten. Only walks seemed to keep him happy. So here are the moping photos, which he does so well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh3Yf17sI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MqnADrD_eaE/s1600-h/2010_0103(002).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh3Yf17sI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MqnADrD_eaE/s400/2010_0103(002).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427085892566511298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2384148968716561203?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2384148968716561203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2384148968716561203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2384148968716561203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2384148968716561203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/catchup-new-year.html' title='Catchup - NEW YEAR'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/S1Dh4XQgIeI/AAAAAAAAAO0/z945deytJ88/s72-c/2010_0103(001).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6357674027353121222</id><published>2010-01-16T10:31:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:37:42.883+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack's Tag</title><content type='html'>Feeling quite put out that she didn't get tagged here is her list - but she put 11, so does that disqualify her??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if it is in order but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drinking&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading&lt;br /&gt;3. Music (which you can hear what song is playing from 10 metres away AND sing along with it)&lt;br /&gt;4. Eating&lt;br /&gt;5. Sex (I didn't need to know that!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Beach&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking&lt;br /&gt;8. Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;9. Coronation Street (even 14 months behind hint hint TVNZ)&lt;br /&gt;10. School holidays&lt;br /&gt;11. (does this count?) Nice long shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6357674027353121222?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6357674027353121222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6357674027353121222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6357674027353121222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6357674027353121222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/jacks-tag.html' title='Jack&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7252136959349291727</id><published>2010-01-14T18:00:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:52:17.747+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!!</title><content type='html'>The Tag - my ten favourite free things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only taken 24 hours to think on this!?! So in no particular order here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Music - I would be lost without it and pray that I never go deaf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Food - I'd die without that, but it is also a love, especially if it has sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Water - The flow of water on me, whether that is a shower, swimming pool, ocean, water fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jasper curled up on my stomach purring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My flatmate cooking dinner on Mondays and Wednesdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Holidays and Weekends - Waking up in the warmth of my bed and not having to get up for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Getting hugs from Matthew, Alison and Eilish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Reading - 'and they lived happily ever after' - it gives me hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Games &amp; Puzzles - wasgij, crosswords, fillins, trivia, Wii, PC, board, kids.. you name it I'll play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Drawing &amp; painting - landscapes in pen or pencil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7252136959349291727?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7252136959349291727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7252136959349291727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7252136959349291727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7252136959349291727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!!'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-1462681072552726564</id><published>2010-01-06T17:20:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:41:57.796+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Download Dramas</title><content type='html'>I said previously that I was having problems with my Internet. Well after waiting for Google to load - 15 minutes and 6 refreshes I contacted Inspire (awesome IEP) and they said that I had used most of my whole months allocation on ONE DAY. BOXING DAY!!! Then I remembered, Nicola, Mike, Alison and Matthew had MP3s and they were using the computers to download songs. Fuck me!!!!! So Inspire have put me up to 5GB for the month and now it is faster than a running rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you now, no more bulk downloads for those kids!!!!! They have a PC at home, they can use that!! And I'm not the only one agreed on this, so kids, you have been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-1462681072552726564?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/1462681072552726564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=1462681072552726564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1462681072552726564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/1462681072552726564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/download-dramas.html' title='Download Dramas'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3246902381716506980</id><published>2010-01-05T11:18:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:30:31.096+13:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Past The Post</title><content type='html'>New Year has come and gone. I got plenty of fresh air and lots of walks. Thanks Dodge!&lt;br /&gt;Now it is back to normal and I'm trying to figure out what I want out of this year. Study? New Job? Internet connection that is currently so slow that I can hang the washing out before it even brings up my site. Problem with D-link? IEP provider?&lt;br /&gt;As it takes me so long to think through most processes I will probably get none of this done, but it's on the list of things to do this year.&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been crappy and so I have no real urge to go out - especially near shops as I have a tendency to spend when I don't need to. But then why live for the future when you could hit by a bus today. Live in the moment? We only get one life so why hold back when you can have what you want? Within reason of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling very deep and meaningful - that's very scary, considering the time and date. A sign of things to come or I have just been sitting here too long waiting for everything to load?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More questions than answers... hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3246902381716506980?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3246902381716506980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3246902381716506980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3246902381716506980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3246902381716506980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-past-post.html' title='1st Past The Post'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3920465391045940310</id><published>2009-12-31T16:15:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:25:13.471+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Last For The Year</title><content type='html'>The last post of the year and I am sitting in my brother's office, on my laptop, plugged into his modem with a dog snoring at my feet. Yes, a very different change in scenery. I get the pleasure (at the moment it is) of baby(dog)sitting while everyone else goes nuts for New Year.&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to celebrate the end of another year and the beginning of a new one? Simple. I'm not. I'm watching the Phoenix play later tonight and then curling up and hitting the sack. Yeah it's boring but whats' to celebrate? Tomorrow is just another day and only the date changes. Everything else is the same. Making a promise to keep for 365 days can be made on any day of a year. It makes no difference if it is made January the 1st or July the 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you who do celebrate - do it carefully and don't be stupid. Yeah get drunk, but don't fuck it up by driving, walking home alone or landing yourself in hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I will see you next year. Cheers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3920465391045940310?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3920465391045940310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3920465391045940310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3920465391045940310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3920465391045940310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-for-year.html' title='Last For The Year'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6071966965332720201</id><published>2009-12-27T17:55:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T19:14:52.073+13:00</updated><title type='text'>So Boxing Day = Xmas Part II</title><content type='html'>The Gibson / McGhie clan arrived and more paper was strewn around as more gifts were given and received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Reminder to Nic when you read this, remember to send my presents down. The ones you forgot.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the highlights...more on Flickr - later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4lkHnhxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yrxTZRbHxas/s1600-h/2009_1226(009).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4lkHnhxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yrxTZRbHxas/s400/2009_1226(009).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419792525821445906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4lI01EsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GZIYMi0UyAE/s1600-h/2009_1226(012).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4lI01EsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GZIYMi0UyAE/s400/2009_1226(012).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419792518494884546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb1sWvUF1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/J760VRawfGk/s1600-h/2009_1226(013).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb1sWvUF1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/J760VRawfGk/s400/2009_1226(013).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419789343954048850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eilish got a trike and put it to use. She still needs more practise on the pedal thing, but hey she's 2. Lots of time to practise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4kljumnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BrKr3oKUxTs/s1600-h/2009_1226(018).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4kljumnI/AAAAAAAAAOM/BrKr3oKUxTs/s400/2009_1226(018).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419792509027916402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6071966965332720201?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6071966965332720201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6071966965332720201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6071966965332720201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6071966965332720201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-boxing-day-xmas-part-ii.html' title='So Boxing Day = Xmas Part II'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szb4lkHnhxI/AAAAAAAAAOc/yrxTZRbHxas/s72-c/2009_1226(009).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8829514809354601445</id><published>2009-12-27T17:45:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:55:35.004+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Left a Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szbn_97vdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KOzZREa_0F4/s1600-h/2009_1225(007).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szbn_97vdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KOzZREa_0F4/s400/2009_1225(007).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419774287729882690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father has been jolted into the 21st Century with the giving of a digital camera. To make it fair, it is a fat-finger-friendly-few-buttons-to-push, but with all the important stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboAWmVQmI/AAAAAAAAANE/WDMlvgLnJxw/s1600-h/2009_1225(010).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboAWmVQmI/AAAAAAAAANE/WDMlvgLnJxw/s400/2009_1225(010).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419774294350971490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low and behold he was taking, viewing and deleting photos within the hour. I'm not going to try and explain downloading just yet. Let that sink in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboA1RSGEI/AAAAAAAAANM/6M4afRex9l8/s1600-h/2009_1225(020).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboA1RSGEI/AAAAAAAAANM/6M4afRex9l8/s400/2009_1225(020).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419774302584182850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been very tiring as a few moments later..... just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboBDm4xOI/AAAAAAAAANU/Pf1V0LZ8rKc/s1600-h/2009_1225(021).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzboBDm4xOI/AAAAAAAAANU/Pf1V0LZ8rKc/s400/2009_1225(021).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419774306432894178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8829514809354601445?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8829514809354601445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8829514809354601445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8829514809354601445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8829514809354601445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-left-camera.html' title='Santa Left a Camera'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szbn_97vdkI/AAAAAAAAAM8/KOzZREa_0F4/s72-c/2009_1225(007).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3408908264410673965</id><published>2009-12-27T17:15:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:44:48.753+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009 - Been There Done That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblpDpwNHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kw4W-wYL-Is/s1600-h/2009_1225(004).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblpDpwNHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kw4W-wYL-Is/s400/2009_1225(004).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419771695104799858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is over for another year!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblqfM0WmI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EsjdKBK5-B4/s1600-h/2009_1225(016).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblqfM0WmI/AAAAAAAAAM0/EsjdKBK5-B4/s400/2009_1225(016).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419771719679498850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat man has left the building, leaving gifts galore and food a plenty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szblp1TR6VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KLsmIYVqfqU/s1600-h/2009_1225(013).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Szblp1TR6VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/KLsmIYVqfqU/s400/2009_1225(013).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419771708432312658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblppvONCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jpmLieM1ZYk/s1600-h/2009_1225(009).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblppvONCI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jpmLieM1ZYk/s400/2009_1225(009).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419771705328284706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a beautiful day, we ate, opened gifts, ate and walked the dog to stop ourselves from falling asleep. The perfect Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3408908264410673965?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3408908264410673965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3408908264410673965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3408908264410673965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3408908264410673965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009-been-there-done-that.html' title='Christmas 2009 - Been There Done That'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SzblpDpwNHI/AAAAAAAAAMc/kw4W-wYL-Is/s72-c/2009_1225(004).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-6687730151736961989</id><published>2009-12-24T14:15:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:15:38.019+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so with that; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A SAFE DAY, DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE AND DON'T DRINK AND FRY AND REMEMBER TO SLIP, SLOP, SLAP, AND WRAP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-6687730151736961989?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/6687730151736961989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=6687730151736961989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6687730151736961989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/6687730151736961989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-with-that-merry-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7685149048622950561</id><published>2009-12-24T14:08:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:15:17.159+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on The Fat Man</title><content type='html'>Christmas Eve is often the longest day on earth. It seems to taunt you with all the things sitting waiting for tomorrow. I'm not just talking about the presents, but the food. The grape juice, mix nuts, dip, ham, salads, strawberries, cherries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready so there is no need to go into town - not that you would want too, it's too hot to spend time in the sun. The garden is weed free, the kitchen sparkling, the lounge tidied - not quite sure as it will be a mess by this time tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hook up a movie, wii, or book and watch the clock tick and tick and tick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7685149048622950561?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7685149048622950561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7685149048622950561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7685149048622950561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7685149048622950561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/bring-on-fat-man.html' title='Bring on The Fat Man'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3616194018140008486</id><published>2009-12-22T09:56:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:33:28.205+13:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>So the presents are out under the 'little' Christmas tree, and like any child Jasper was the first to go looking for his present. Unlike the rest of us who look at the name tags, Jasper must have gone for which smelt the best. So he started to unwrap his cousin's present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sy_pTUg6clI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hdJqU9Fxd-Y/s1600-h/Jasper+Xmas+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sy_pTUg6clI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hdJqU9Fxd-Y/s400/Jasper+Xmas+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805394883539538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second Xmas for Jasper and like a little child he is fascinated with the tree. He is currently trying to get the nearest candy cane and has had many staring contests with Santa. He's probably trying to work out who that fat fella is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sy_pT1co4XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sp3IHOtnFZk/s1600-h/Jasper+and+Santa+Tree+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sy_pT1co4XI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sp3IHOtnFZk/s400/Jasper+and+Santa+Tree+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417805403723981170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3616194018140008486?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3616194018140008486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3616194018140008486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3616194018140008486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3616194018140008486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-christmas-time.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Time'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sy_pTUg6clI/AAAAAAAAAMM/hdJqU9Fxd-Y/s72-c/Jasper+Xmas+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2377275709222942902</id><published>2009-12-17T14:43:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:50:31.183+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had a visit from animal control after we found two dogs eating the cat biscuits. A beautiful black lab cross and a lab/mastiff/boxer cross (??) You could see their rib cages and they were dying for a drink and food. Neither had collars and I had seen the black lab earlier in the day following people down the road. That pisses me off!!!!! No collar, tags, microchips and starving to death. I wish I could do that to their owners who don't deserve such friendly, nice natured animals. I hope that they will be well looked after and re-homed to a place they deserve. It makes me sick!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2377275709222942902?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2377275709222942902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2377275709222942902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2377275709222942902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2377275709222942902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-had-visit-from-animal-control.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-4396528358867005613</id><published>2009-12-14T11:49:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:00:48.683+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SyVyCTYGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAME/JDDPY6zqodk/s1600-h/Image047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SyVyCTYGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAME/JDDPY6zqodk/s400/Image047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414859510869551042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wellington Phoenix played Sydney FC on Saturday night and I had the balls to go along. Now I have been to soccer matches with Manawatu but this was on a huge new levels. Just over 6,500 people turned up on a typical windy Palmy night. What an experience! I don't whether I watched the crowd more than the game??!!?? You just got enveloped into the Yellow Fever who were a mere 30 metres away from. Their constant chanting and noise, bringing everyone into the match. With out noticing you were up and chanting along with them. &lt;br /&gt;The match itself was a let down with a spot penalty given to Sydney in the 16th minute. We were playing catchup and they didn't take the wind advantage to push forward.  &lt;br /&gt;Had the Phoenix been leading into the last ten minutes, the yellow fever 'by law' strip shirtless and that would have been a sight to behold in the freezing temperature.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the Phoenix will take heart and play another 'home' game in Palmy. Better weather, bigger crowd!&lt;br /&gt;I will be game to go again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-4396528358867005613?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/4396528358867005613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=4396528358867005613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4396528358867005613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/4396528358867005613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/yellow-fever.html' title='Yellow Fever'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SyVyCTYGZ8I/AAAAAAAAAME/JDDPY6zqodk/s72-c/Image047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5062943100572015621</id><published>2009-12-12T17:03:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:12:41.304+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lowdown</title><content type='html'>Well the past few weeks have been very stressful, as Awapuni have decided to re-manage their Support Staff. That's me and a small handful of others. After several meeting, the Board decided to reduce my hours by 10 in 2010. That means I will only be working 3 hours a day. The problem with that is I can't financially survive on that. So what to do? That has been the question that have hounded me both day and night since then. Do I look for another 'full time' position? Do I look for work to cover the afternoon? or do I run myself into the ground?&lt;br /&gt;School for me, has now finished for the year and I have at least eight weeks before I return. That is a lot of time with little income. Just more stress to add to the pile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5062943100572015621?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5062943100572015621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5062943100572015621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5062943100572015621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5062943100572015621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/12/lowdown.html' title='The Lowdown'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7582507447227269673</id><published>2009-11-26T17:48:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:00:08.117+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Jasper Heads to School</title><content type='html'>Yesterday as I was walking to work I crossed the road, like normal, but was dumbstruck to find Jasper was following me. So I recrossed the road and shooed him into a property - a gentle hint to go home - and crossed the road again. I walked another few metres before I turned and saw Jasper strolling across the road, his eyes on me. Well my heart jumped into my mouth when a ute came around the corner and Jasper was continuing to trot across the road. So what does a mother do? She steps out onto the road and stops the ute before the f*&amp;#ing cat gets hit. Jasper finally realizes and darts off the road into another property. So you think he would have gotten a hint? NO! He continued to follow me as I headed to the main road. By now I was getting highly pissed off and thought 'well he'll either cross the road, possibly get hit by a car or stop and hope he can find his way back home.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short he was waiting at the door when I got home and expected cuddles....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7582507447227269673?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7582507447227269673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7582507447227269673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7582507447227269673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7582507447227269673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/jasper-heads-to-school.html' title='Jasper Heads to School'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-3216093120507631183</id><published>2009-11-25T19:42:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:49:36.610+13:00</updated><title type='text'>X</title><content type='html'>Christmas has been shortened. Many people were happy to announce that it is one month until X. Pity I couldn't choke them. It all comes down to money these days and sorry guys but I ain't got much. So now I will have to use the other side of my brain where the creativity lives. I will have to dust it off and switch it on and hope it's still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS STILL NOVEMBER......CANT WE HAVE A FEW MORE WEEKS BEFORE BEING TOTALLY BOMBARDED WITH X???????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-3216093120507631183?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/3216093120507631183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=3216093120507631183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3216093120507631183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/3216093120507631183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/x.html' title='X'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-7181640317713227797</id><published>2009-11-21T11:00:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:05:48.551+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma and Pa's PC</title><content type='html'>When we were in our teens mum and dad bought us a new computer. Last week the poor thing gave out. It was running Windows 3.1 and bugger all memory. So the thought of trying to teach either parent on how to use a new computer is beyond me. Technophobes. It took many lessons and lots of note taking before mum tried using Microsoft Works (Word hadn't been invented yet!) and I would still get phone calls asking why something would not work, or her page had disappeared. I'm not sure if I am ready for them to upgrade....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-7181640317713227797?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/7181640317713227797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=7181640317713227797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7181640317713227797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/7181640317713227797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/ma-and-pas-pc.html' title='Ma and Pa&apos;s PC'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-8412933936360374357</id><published>2009-11-17T17:30:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:39:09.058+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deer in Detail</title><content type='html'>So I had a visit by little brother who went into graphic detail of his kill. However that's when I found out HE didn't pull the trigger. The story goes something like this....&lt;br /&gt;Saw a deer just before sunset. Took a shot, hit the lungs, second shot missed. Bro goes down and locates deer - still alive. Rifle arrives, deer killed with most of head coming off in process. Knife out - head gone. Slice. Want a kidney? liver? heart? intestines? no? Lungs - ah see where bullet went through. Slice stomach - bucket loads of green liquid. (quite green myself at this stage) Legs were bent so you would be able to lift animal. Lift animal as if it is a backpack. 4 or 5 litres of blood rush down your back, legs and feet. Carry beast to bike. Oh and skin the animal to. Forgot that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you having for dinner? veal? steak? salami? glass of water?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-8412933936360374357?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/8412933936360374357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=8412933936360374357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8412933936360374357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/8412933936360374357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/deer-in-detail.html' title='The Deer in Detail'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2688062252713771513</id><published>2009-11-15T11:54:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:10:54.723+13:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Off To South Africa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sv84HR8bx5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qprjeCQCabU/s1600-h/Fallon_320%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sv84HR8bx5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qprjeCQCabU/s400/Fallon_320%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404099775595005842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Leo Bertos' cross and a Rory Fallon header in the 45th minute that sent New Zealand into a nationwide frenzy. The New Zealand All Whites were playing at home on the second leg of the World Cup Soccer qualifier against Bahrain to see who would be heading to South Africa next year for the World Cup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of a sold out 35,000 vocal crowd, the All Whites showed class and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be just the second time the All Whites appear at a finals tournament and the first since Spain in 1982, when present coach Ricki Herbert was in the squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was on many occasions that we stood with our hearts in our mouths as Bahrain took pot shots at our net, however it was goal keeper Mark Paston who turned on a stunner to stop Bahrain scoring from the penalty spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pack your bags.... we'll see you in South Africa next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2688062252713771513?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2688062252713771513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2688062252713771513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2688062252713771513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2688062252713771513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-off-to-south-africa.html' title='We Are Off To South Africa'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/Sv84HR8bx5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/qprjeCQCabU/s72-c/Fallon_320%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2749367070915094456</id><published>2009-11-10T20:50:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:50:38.872+13:00</updated><title type='text'>So Proud (skip if squeamish)</title><content type='html'>I got an email from my brother yesterday. Now that isn't the 'proud' moment. THAT is the full size photo of him with a gun in hand, beast on lap and 200 watt smile on face. Luckily it was shot at night on a very pixelated camera so I didn't see everything. No that was the NEXT PHOTO. The poor headless animal (I'm still going for a deer at the moment) hanging by it's feet skinned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is obviously very proud if it's landed on my desktop. Not quite how to respond. Do I give him a pat on the back and ask when my slab of meat is arriving? Do I delete the picture and attempt to clean my eyes and brain? Or do I sit on the fence and just bite my tongue? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps .. never fear I will not post it. Should you want to see it, ask the guy with the gun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2749367070915094456?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2749367070915094456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2749367070915094456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2749367070915094456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2749367070915094456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-proud-skip-if-squeamish.html' title='So Proud (skip if squeamish)'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-2588243792223931101</id><published>2009-10-31T18:00:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:03:22.099+13:00</updated><title type='text'>100000km</title><content type='html'>Yeah, it has finally ticked over. Only took 18 years between all the owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SuvEnFERW0I/AAAAAAAAALs/tAwQbdOt2P4/s1600-h/100000km.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SuvEnFERW0I/AAAAAAAAALs/tAwQbdOt2P4/s400/100000km.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398624753987705666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-2588243792223931101?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/2588243792223931101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=2588243792223931101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2588243792223931101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/2588243792223931101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/10/100000km.html' title='100000km'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SuvEnFERW0I/AAAAAAAAALs/tAwQbdOt2P4/s72-c/100000km.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-934305441825501087</id><published>2009-10-30T16:49:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:50:05.978+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh great! Now he's hit the turf and letting the entire city know. I liked the last neighbours, they only had swearing fights and smashed windows. Can I have them back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-934305441825501087?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/934305441825501087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=934305441825501087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/934305441825501087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/934305441825501087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-great-now-hes-hit-turf-and-letting.html' title=''/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-5538006958201619023</id><published>2009-10-30T16:41:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T16:49:39.010+13:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is The Fascination With Screaming?</title><content type='html'>Okay. I don't get it. Why do children get such a kick out of screaming. And I'm not just talking about girls. The kids next door (who are no longer been yelled at by their mother) are now outside and screaming. Screaming. Nothing else. No talking, no crying, just ongoing fingers down a blackboard screaming!!!!!!!!!!!!! Is it to find out who will break the crystal glasses first? Screaming in tandem, screaming on the bike, screaming on the lawn. I don't get it. I'm sure we never did that as kids. Do they know how much it annoys people. Are they out there to intentionally piss me off? Am I allowed to lean out the window and tell them to 'shut the fuck up'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-5538006958201619023?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/5538006958201619023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=5538006958201619023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5538006958201619023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/5538006958201619023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-fascination-with-screaming.html' title='What Is The Fascination With Screaming?'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792299781734916643.post-9061693671792427336</id><published>2009-10-30T15:50:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:56:57.004+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrr</title><content type='html'>I am going to officially change the names of my boys. &lt;br /&gt;Sir Whinealot aka Jasper will now be named 'Pisses in Basin' while his brother Sir Moanalot aka Mischief aka Chiefy will be known as 'Eats Tellycord'. I am aware they are not of Indian decent but ggrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear I am not the only person annoyed with their 'children' as the lady next door is swearing at hers. At least I don't slam doors or yell at the top of my voice. You gotta love living close to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2792299781734916643-9061693671792427336?l=corinnabarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/9061693671792427336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2792299781734916643&amp;postID=9061693671792427336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/9061693671792427336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2792299781734916643/posts/default/9061693671792427336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corinnabarrow.blogspot.com/2009/10/grrrr.html' title='Grrrr'/><author><name>corinnabarrow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16057890361256301407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MIBAxRI-j4I/SPmduD6vD-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/fhyI05X-qrQ/S220/corinna+7.2008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
