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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:urbanfox.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/</id><title>We are not salmon</title><link rel="self" href="http://urbanfox.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://urbanfox.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-09T03:16:46+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:urbanfox.blog.co.uk,2005-07-22:/2005/07/22/time_to_escape_1/</id><title>Time to escape!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://urbanfox.blog.co.uk/2005/07/22/time_to_escape_1/"/><author><name>urbanfox</name></author><published>2005-07-22T18:16:01+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:16:52+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I like the idea of annoymous ramblings. I am sure my close friends will appreciate this technology too if it means their ears get less of a bashing than they have done recently. Have been, and continue to struggle through a multitude of personal dilemas these last few months which have affected me more significantly that I ever deemed possible. A week in Greece with my monkey of a daughter and two of my friends is eagerly awaited. I will then return refreshed and ready to hold my head up high and face my self-created mess. Moral learnt: avoid falling in love with your next door neighbour. Especially if you live in a terrace. &lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/main/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif"&gt;http://www.blog.co.uk/main/img/smilies/graybigeek.gif&lt;/a&gt;
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