<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390</id><updated>2009-10-13T20:53:45.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gran's Cottage</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-4856465782131157738</id><published>2009-04-04T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:33:04.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Once upon a time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SdffjvXltyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QMhS7_2Ej54/s1600-h/Hi+Mum,+I+did+it+email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SdffjvXltyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QMhS7_2Ej54/s320/Hi+Mum,+I+did+it+email.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320967289865352994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SdffQkU6FEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0qAOoBLsPCY/s1600-h/Hi+Grandma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SdffQkU6FEI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0qAOoBLsPCY/s320/Hi+Grandma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320966960483800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my eldest grandson at his Mum's wedding. He very proudly took her down the aisle  with his Grandad on the other side of his Mum. He has turned out to be a lovely boy - very talented. A credit to his Mum who has done it on her own most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-4856465782131157738?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/4856465782131157738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=4856465782131157738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/4856465782131157738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/4856465782131157738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2009/04/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time....'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SdffjvXltyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QMhS7_2Ej54/s72-c/Hi+Mum,+I+did+it+email.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-3231955226917630696</id><published>2008-07-27T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:12:15.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SI1is2ugzXI/AAAAAAAAACc/_e8QnY7hAfE/s1600-h/galloping+horse+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SI1is2ugzXI/AAAAAAAAACc/_e8QnY7hAfE/s320/galloping+horse+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227943265191382386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mt Walsh just near the town. If you get it at the right angle, the group of bushes near the top of the Mt look like a galloping horse. I always know we're nearly home when they look like that. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-3231955226917630696?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/3231955226917630696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=3231955226917630696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3231955226917630696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3231955226917630696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-mt-walsh-just-near-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SI1is2ugzXI/AAAAAAAAACc/_e8QnY7hAfE/s72-c/galloping+horse+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-4337571678258423996</id><published>2008-06-08T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:56:06.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A window of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEzSOEVU4LI/AAAAAAAAACU/xkOa_fNBFD8/s1600-h/Addington+Cemetery+resized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEzSOEVU4LI/AAAAAAAAACU/xkOa_fNBFD8/s320/Addington+Cemetery+resized.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209770008084013234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture reminds me of the small window of time, I shared my visits to my Mum, with one of my earliest friends.  I found her through her brother, who was registered in the same *Old Schoolfriends* site that I was.&lt;br /&gt;For 2½ years, we made a point of spending time together whenever I was in Christchurch. It helped that she lived 'round the corner' from my Mum for 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;We went on a stroll through the blocks adjacent to my Mum's flat, through the cemetery and to a coffee shop. It was a very pleasant afternoon, as indeed all the time we spent together was.&lt;br /&gt;There's something very precious and special about friends who *were* friends when you were very young. They know you thoroughly - and the road you've travelled.&lt;br /&gt;Now that time is gone. I'm glad it happened.&lt;br /&gt;She lives in another city, and my Mum has passed on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-4337571678258423996?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/4337571678258423996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=4337571678258423996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/4337571678258423996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/4337571678258423996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-picture-reminds-me-of-small-window.html' title='A window of time'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEzSOEVU4LI/AAAAAAAAACU/xkOa_fNBFD8/s72-c/Addington+Cemetery+resized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-5096995408329247047</id><published>2008-05-31T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T17:09:46.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mum's Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEHnwRj7riI/AAAAAAAAACM/oCX505avdK8/s1600-h/Mum%27s+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEHnwRj7riI/AAAAAAAAACM/oCX505avdK8/s320/Mum%27s+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206697460750855714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mum's lounge room. The one I used to stay in when I visited. I never saw her in any other place for which I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;Everything in this room was doled out to friends and rellies, and Mum was in a 'Home', before she died.&lt;br /&gt;I like to look at this photo, and remember the 'good' times we had there.It was quiet and relaxed, and we talked a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-5096995408329247047?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/5096995408329247047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=5096995408329247047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/5096995408329247047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/5096995408329247047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-mums-lounge-room.html' title='Mum&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/SEHnwRj7riI/AAAAAAAAACM/oCX505avdK8/s72-c/Mum%27s+room.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-665846171979320524</id><published>2008-04-10T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:05:33.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J M Barrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_7xheRucwI/AAAAAAAAACE/BP0A_q5uCp8/s1600-h/Barrie+plaque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_7xheRucwI/AAAAAAAAACE/BP0A_q5uCp8/s320/Barrie+plaque.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187849378142778114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the lamppost in Barrie St, is the plaque. It's a bit hard to read because old ladies &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; get down to photograph it front on.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know until I read the plaque that Barrie wrote "The Admirable Crichton". I saw it at the movies when Kenneth More was quite young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-665846171979320524?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/665846171979320524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=665846171979320524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/665846171979320524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/665846171979320524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/04/j-m-barrie.html' title='J M Barrie'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_7xheRucwI/AAAAAAAAACE/BP0A_q5uCp8/s72-c/Barrie+plaque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-8928654590104524927</id><published>2008-04-07T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:55:35.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barrie St.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_sH0Y7D-2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Idk_j17mdHk/s1600-h/Barrie+St.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_sH0Y7D-2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Idk_j17mdHk/s320/Barrie+St.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186747992472025954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Mum used to live in Barrie St in Christchurch. The council had this 'improving' spree, where they prettied up the streets.&lt;br /&gt;This lamppost has metal 'leaves' and a nest. The words around the band say,"Why do birds build their nests under the eaves?" Peter answered, "So they can listen to the stories."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-8928654590104524927?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/8928654590104524927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=8928654590104524927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/8928654590104524927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/8928654590104524927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/04/barrie-st.html' title='Barrie St.'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_sH0Y7D-2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Idk_j17mdHk/s72-c/Barrie+St.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-3235339753400659570</id><published>2008-04-03T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T16:43:07.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..more chook struff....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_VqDo7D-1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8pFcsND_J4w/s1600-h/Millie+and+Molly+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_VqDo7D-1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8pFcsND_J4w/s320/Millie+and+Molly+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185167156744289106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millie is 3 yrs old (the chook at the back), and has accepted Molly(only one yr old) very well. They spend a lot of time together.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, Molly has been pecking at Millie and pulling her feathers out. I've been wondering why she let her do it.&lt;br /&gt;This morning I noticed stuff like dandruff on Millie's feathers, and I think she might have lice.&lt;br /&gt;It would make sense then, why she has stopped laying eggs, why she huddles in a corner now and then , and why she lets Molly peck at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll get some Pestene, or something similar, and see if it helps.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe, we'll get some more eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-3235339753400659570?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/3235339753400659570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=3235339753400659570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3235339753400659570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3235339753400659570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-chook-struff.html' title='..more chook struff....'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_VqDo7D-1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8pFcsND_J4w/s72-c/Millie+and+Molly+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-3881037448490176866</id><published>2008-04-01T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:15:06.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>struff.....</title><content type='html'>I *do* like it when it says it'll save my drafts automatically. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I have a habit of typing away and finding out too late I've hit a wrong button and it's all gone away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_KkzI7D-zI/AAAAAAAAABk/ic0urMxHcl4/s1600-h/chillies+in+sink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_KkzI7D-zI/AAAAAAAAABk/ic0urMxHcl4/s320/chillies+in+sink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184387319532354354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillies. You really do learn something new every day.&lt;br /&gt;We built a wee fence around our chillies to stop the chook eating them.&lt;br /&gt;Ann-down-the-road told me yesterday that Alan-over-the-road feeds his chooks with chillies to make them lay.&lt;br /&gt;Our chook Millie stopped laying a couple of months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she misses her chillies.&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll feed her some and see if it works..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-3881037448490176866?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/3881037448490176866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=3881037448490176866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3881037448490176866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/3881037448490176866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/04/struff.html' title='struff.....'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R_KkzI7D-zI/AAAAAAAAABk/ic0urMxHcl4/s72-c/chillies+in+sink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-9185445900543982942</id><published>2008-03-29T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:58:23.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the dish on the roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-8PJI7D-xI/AAAAAAAAABU/ubuG9rPjKsU/s1600-h/satellite+dish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-8PJI7D-xI/AAAAAAAAABU/ubuG9rPjKsU/s320/satellite+dish.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183378345815178002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a lot of rain. Our satellite connection became crap. It would cut us off in the morning, and we couldn't get back on until night.&lt;br /&gt;The lad from Woolooga came and replaced the *unit*. I think that's the black box thing up by the dish. It was full of water. Not surprising really.&lt;br /&gt;I presume [probably a silly thing to do], they've improved the design and this last lot of heavy rain we've had, won't give the same problems.&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-9185445900543982942?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/9185445900543982942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=9185445900543982942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/9185445900543982942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/9185445900543982942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/03/dish-on-roof.html' title='the dish on the roof'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-8PJI7D-xI/AAAAAAAAABU/ubuG9rPjKsU/s72-c/satellite+dish.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-6698481115287123001</id><published>2008-03-27T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:55:27.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wet wet wet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-yIHI7D-wI/AAAAAAAAABM/PwGbdOIDH4g/s1600-h/radar+28-3-08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-yIHI7D-wI/AAAAAAAAABM/PwGbdOIDH4g/s320/radar+28-3-08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182666927432268546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're getting real rain! Filling our tanks and watering the garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-6698481115287123001?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/6698481115287123001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=6698481115287123001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/6698481115287123001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/6698481115287123001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/03/wet-wet-wet.html' title='wet wet wet'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uLE9ometFX4/R-yIHI7D-wI/AAAAAAAAABM/PwGbdOIDH4g/s72-c/radar+28-3-08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-7054384369806506343</id><published>2008-03-25T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T15:57:00.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much fruit!</title><content type='html'>I knew I was doing the wrong thing. But it was yummy, and I just kept having more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-7054384369806506343?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/7054384369806506343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=7054384369806506343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/7054384369806506343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/7054384369806506343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-much-fruit.html' title='Too much fruit!'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-665380857266772390.post-67028622659307019</id><published>2008-03-25T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:28:21.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What a busy day. Started early with Tai Chi - nearly completed 21 forms. Can at least  do 12 and reverse no probs now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping. Yuk. Cheered myelf up with a visit to the bakery and bought pies and a sausage roll for Oscar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of sewing. Too hot for knitting.&lt;br /&gt;The bloke from Woolooga came and FINALLY fixed the computer so we can be online all day!&lt;br /&gt;'twas just a lot of water in the wires. Not a surprise after the torrential downpours we had in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I have to feed the chooks and get tea ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/665380857266772390-67028622659307019?l=granscottage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/feeds/67028622659307019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=665380857266772390&amp;postID=67028622659307019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/67028622659307019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/665380857266772390/posts/default/67028622659307019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://granscottage.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-day.html' title='what a day!'/><author><name>Gran</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06320975513701954446</uri><email>carida46@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01902706678019207960'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>