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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>lazybeds</title><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><language>en-EU</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>lazybeds</title><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/68/4ae8e2ee9e91ce8f3986230f022482_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>In response to:The burn</title><description>Simple but lovely.&lt;br&gt;
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As you like poetry why don't you add a little rhyme to my poetry chain experiment? You only need to add four lines.&lt;br&gt;
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:wave:</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/29/the_burn~1491954/#c3107315</link><pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 18:02:46 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Trouble Making</title><description>The ego issue is a big one but could be helped by having peers around who share your perspective but will be willing to gently take the piss from time to time.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/trouble_making~1562362/#c2593403</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 18:22:04 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Trouble Making</title><description>In my own wee way, I am a trouble maker too. One of my dilemmas is whether my speaking out allows others who haven't been cursed with my daredevil arrogance to come forward, or if they hide behind it  As long as we know someone is out there protesting, maybe the rest of us can be comfortably quiet?&lt;br&gt;
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And there is always the nagging doubt that creating the 'stushie' feeds one's massive ego in a very unhealthy way.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2007/01/16/trouble_making~1562362/#c2593378</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 18:18:34 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:The burn</title><description>And the moss around its margins&lt;br&gt;
Frosted velvet</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/29/the_burn~1491954/#c2452986</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 23:05:58 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:A Volcano Called Anthea</title><description>Good one.Maybe we should do a collection of these??&lt;br&gt;
</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/16/a_volcano_called_anthea~1444778/#c2367540</link><pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 15:05:51 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:A Volcano Called Anthea</title><description>Reminds me of James.  I used to be his 'minder' in S1 Science.  He was only allowed in to the lab if I came along to protect his teacher from him.  The general consensus was that he should have been in a special school.  This was based on his ilegible handwriting and his tendancey to shout loudly and leap out of his seat to compensate for his tiny stature.  &lt;br&gt;
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The teacher would conduct experiments and ask the class to explain the results. James was alsys first with his hand up, bursting out of his jacket with excitment and shouting 'Please Sirr!  Sirr!'  Of course, he was never chosen to anwer.&lt;br&gt;
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One day, I put my hand up. Could we please listen to James's answer, I asked?  James finally got his chance. You've guessed.  He not only could explain the experiment, but could tell what would happen if one of the variables was changed - which was to have been the next stage in the lesson.  &lt;br&gt;
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The teacher never believed I hadn't put him up to it.  </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/16/a_volcano_called_anthea~1444778/#c2367376</link><pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 14:33:03 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Upstairs Downstairs</title><description>Hi, Simon, thanks for being in touch but I fear I have too much on at the moment to virtually join your journey. Anyway, all the best.&lt;br&gt;
Lazybeds</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/12/upstairs_downstairs~1428291/#c2343334</link><pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 23:47:43 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Upstairs Downstairs</title><description>Hello! &lt;br&gt;
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I have a proposition for you. I am during long travel - currently Thailand - I'm looking for people who would like join me in this travel by emails contact and photos. This is project of interactive journey for people who would be interested in something like this... They are in theirs homes but in the same time by mails they take part in journey on the other part of world. &lt;br&gt;
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I invite you fervently if you are interested in. &lt;br&gt;
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And really please to forward this message if you don't mind to everyone you know for who such a daily current virtual journey would be some attraction or inspiration... for who this virtual participation in such a journey would be something what they would like to take. &lt;br&gt;
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Thank you very much and I invite to reply if you are interested in ... I will send you more informations how it works. &lt;br&gt;
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In the same time sorry if I disturbed you by this.   Please treat it loosely than... as letter form some traveler from far land. &lt;br&gt;
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Why... we all are in some kind the travelers. &lt;br&gt;
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Greetings form hot Bangkok &lt;br&gt;
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ontherouteproject@gmail.com&lt;br&gt;
</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/12/upstairs_downstairs~1428291/#c2338609</link><pubDate>Tue, 12 Dec 2006 14:24:57 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:We are all suicide bombers now</title><description>Have now. Yes, bitter sense.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/we_are_all_suicide_bombers_now~1402591/#c2288484</link><pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 10:45:07 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:We are all suicide bombers now</title><description>Have you read Polly Toynbee in the Guardian this morning?</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/we_are_all_suicide_bombers_now~1402591/#c2288407</link><pubDate>Tue, 05 Dec 2006 10:31:55 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:We are all suicide bombers now</title><description>Forearmed is forewarned in this case.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/we_are_all_suicide_bombers_now~1402376/#c2286112</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 23:20:50 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:We are all suicide bombers now</title><description>Great title - absolutely true.  &lt;br&gt;
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Where to go?  There must be somewhere better, but if Paradise existed, 'we' would invade. alec</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/we_are_all_suicide_bombers_now~1402376/#c2285609</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 22:33:48 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:We are all suicide bombers now</title><description>I've also written a blog on this.&lt;br&gt;
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David </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/12/04/we_are_all_suicide_bombers_now~1402376/#c2285528</link><pubDate>Mon, 04 Dec 2006 22:28:01 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:I name this bridge . .</title><description>Fourth Bridge [numerically?]&lt;br&gt;
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4x4 Bridge?&lt;br&gt;
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Third Forth Road Bridge?&lt;br&gt;
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Fourth Firth of Forth Bridge?&lt;br&gt;
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Furth [of Clacks,  Stirling,  whatever] Bridge?&lt;br&gt;
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Fourth or Airth Bridge Furth of Fife???&lt;br&gt;
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Yours happily,  Iain.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/21/i_name_this_bridge~1353077/#c2187865</link><pubDate>Tue, 21 Nov 2006 21:29:46 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Old and new leaves</title><description>My favourite tree is just changing colour to red.&lt;br&gt;
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Sadly it hasb't had the same vibrancy since it was pollarded 2 years ago, but I still look out for it.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/18/old_and_new_leaves~1342213/#c2161149</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 12:12:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Old and new leaves</title><description>I believe one explanation is the incredibly hot, dry weather we had this summer - that always makes for better colour.  Oh, I am sure there is a spiritual reason too. There is a wee grain of truth in the hymn line, 'Something lives in every hue, Christless eyes have never seen'.  My colour perception always improves when I come out of a depression - I feel I need dark glasses at first, until I get used to the colour again. </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/18/old_and_new_leaves~1342213/#c2160742</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 10:39:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Some ducks don't quack</title><description>Absolutely. I especially agree that we have to accept that we are human.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/14/some_ducks_don_t_quack~1330636/#c2143278</link><pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 22:40:33 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Some ducks don't quack</title><description>They ought to remember that more wars have been fought over religion than anything else.&lt;br&gt;
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Let people believe what they want without the ridicule.&lt;br&gt;
No religion is perfect, we are human and make mistakes.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/14/some_ducks_don_t_quack~1330636/#c2135232</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Nov 2006 22:08:12 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:You know it's good for you</title><description>It is possible to consider (if not conceive of) a form of survival whose quality is so low that it might not be preferable to extinction. I just wanted the survival assumption to be at least open to question, and not hidden,as I believe it usually is. Anyway your comment is a good corrective since I have been thinking of survival as a rather remote and impersonal thing concerning "the human race", and not seeing how that is linked to me by family etc. I suppose my own focus has been on the suffering that the environmental threats will cause -  I can visualise the effects of global warming on Bangladesh - but then (touche) failing to survive is usually associated with suffering!</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/10/you_know_it_s_good_for_you~1315188/#c2104420</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 18:00:47 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:You know it's good for you</title><description>Yup, good stuff!  Survival - the rationale surely is that we want our own offspring to survive,  to enjoy at least what we have enjoyed.  This is common to all societies and ideologies that I know.  If we make this assumption about our own descendants,  the value of survival has to be granted to everyone,  I would have thought.  Therefore I am interested in what happens to the human race for the future,  just as my present existence is tied into not only the existence of humankind,  but of all living things, whose DNA I share.. Descendants are of course not just our children etc,  but those who share our genetic and social inheritance,  even if we had no actual offspring.  It's interesting to reflect in the light of what Diamond writes about the traditions that blocked the survival of some communities,  that in the long term evolution inevitably is a cul-de-sac for all species,  since success favoured in one field at one time means a focussing of life-skills, and will lead to extinction in most others in a remote future.  I don't take our human future as granted,  though our appropriation of memes may help us find a way out of the cul-de-sac for much longer than even the dinosaurs had.  But then the memes too must evolve into success filled futures.  In that sense an idea thrown up now and shared around could be replicating life of many sorts for long enough.    </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/10/you_know_it_s_good_for_you~1315188/#c2102884</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 14:25:41 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:History Boys</title><description>The Radio 4 play (no pun intended)was magnificent.  Lend you the CD if you like. Fast paced dialogue was what made it work, and the songs. &lt;br&gt;
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This blogging is very annoying, bu the way. It keeps rejecting my input. </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/07/history_boys~1304526/#c2089639</link><pubDate>Wed, 08 Nov 2006 19:15:16 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Back to Kelvingrove</title><description>ran through K on Saturday with possible fourth generation of Macs to visit.  Much more open museum than before.  tourists snapping away at everything,  change from old days.  Good loos,  places to eat,  lots to explore.  too many bodies there for me on a Sat however.  Open air more exciting; mallards and squirrels, coots and lovers, police chopper hovering over and deafening us;  still the Gilmorehill bell chills with warning of time passing fast.  Iain.  </description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/04/back_to_kelvingrove~1296089/#c2083328</link><pubDate>Tue, 07 Nov 2006 22:25:53 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Back to Kelvingrove</title><description>We saw it through a 2.5 year old's eyes last week, and none of the interactive displays appealed to Joel as much as running up and down the vast staircases.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/11/04/back_to_kelvingrove~1296089/#c2059146</link><pubDate>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 23:01:12 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Wind and Moon</title><description>I hope the wind is kind to you</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/10/31/title~1282847/#c2046156</link><pubDate>Thu, 02 Nov 2006 21:40:09 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Wind and Moon</title><description>MY GOD! WAS WENDY AT HOME WHEN ALL THAT HAPPENED?</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/10/31/title~1282847/#c2033545</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 Nov 2006 00:07:40 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>In response to:Wind and Moon</title><description>Well done, when my shed turns turtle, I can't get it upright without at least three weeks on an SSRI.</description><link>http://lazybeds.blog.co.uk/2006/10/31/title~1282847/#c2033208</link><pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 23:14:17 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
