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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/"><title>My Life and Time</title><link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/</link><description>In life's lighter moments, just maybe a smile, a chuckle, a giggle, a laugh or two, but can be quite serious if not carefully managed.</description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>My Life and Time</title><link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/15/2005f8b9bca4bb7194ae826379a1e5_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/grandchildren-4396880/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/title-4158331/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/04/10/i-have-neglected-my-blog-uk-4024040/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/18/merry_christmas~3458503/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/internet_shopping~3426159/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/absence~3426060/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/a_confession~2848667/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/07/07/colour_blind~2588534/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/exotic_fruits~2533756/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/someone_s_ancestor~2533381/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/my_favourite~2530549/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/an_open_air_exercise~2508356/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/has_anyone_wonder~2508260/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/do_i_ever_listen~2508249/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/then_and_now~2432986/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/07/tolerate~2411903/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/friends~2405756/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/i_say~2401922/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/our_food~2396343/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/when_men_go_to_their_doctors~2393090/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/the_weather~2390809/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/grandchildren-4396880/"><default:title>Grandchildren</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/grandchildren-4396880/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-07-03T09:03:01+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Not been able to log into this blog too many times now. Busy with my grandchildren.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have this blog (did I mention this earlier?) &lt;a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com"&gt;atuklias&lt;/a&gt; which I manage for my grandchildren,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and this blog &lt;a href="http://dammir.motime.com"&gt;dammir &lt;/a&gt; which I helped out to start for one of my grandson in the UK.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Keep me busy really.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/grandchildren-4396880/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Not been able to log into this blog too many times now. Busy with my grandchildren.</p>
	<p>I have this blog (did I mention this earlier?) <a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com">atuklias</a> which I manage for my grandchildren,</p>
	<p>and this blog <a href="http://dammir.motime.com">dammir </a> which I helped out to start for one of my grandson in the UK.</p>
	<p>Keep me busy really.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/grandchildren-4396880/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/title-4158331/"><default:title>A Grandfather again</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/title-4158331/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-05-11T07:36:11+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I have got a reminder that I have not logged in for the last 30 days. Naughty of me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well, anyway, I just wish to share a good news. I am now a grandfather again. see my blog at &lt;a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com"&gt;http://atuklias.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/05/11/title-4158331/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I have got a reminder that I have not logged in for the last 30 days. Naughty of me.</p>
	<p>Well, anyway, I just wish to share a good news. I am now a grandfather again. see my blog at <a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com"><a href="http://atuklias.blogspot.com">http://atuklias.blogspot.com</a></a>
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Dear mylias,&lt;/p&gt;
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	&lt;p&gt;Your blog.co.uk-team&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I really appreciate this kind of reminder. Its a wake up call. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have been very lazy in these couple of months, since the new year. I suppose I must have enjoyed the New Year Celebration, thus have been very lethargic.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We were just like those then. We really enjoyed ourselves. Where we we? In Kuala Lumpur of course.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2008/04/10/i-have-neglected-my-blog-uk-4024040/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I must have neglected my blog. I received this message:</p>
	<p>Dear mylias,</p>
	<p>You have not logged in to your blog.co.uk account for 30 days.<br>
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	<p>We are looking forward to seeing you again soon.</p>
	<p>Your blog.co.uk-team</p>
	<p>I really appreciate this kind of reminder. Its a wake up call. </p>
	<p>I have been very lazy in these couple of months, since the new year. I suppose I must have enjoyed the New Year Celebration, thus have been very lethargic.</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KXdI69huLOY</a><br>
</a><br>
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZP-9k23l-A</a></p>
	<p></a></p>
	<p>We were just like those then. We really enjoyed ourselves. Where we we? In Kuala Lumpur of course.
</p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/18/merry_christmas~3458503/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Wishing all my friends in blog.co.uk A Merry Christmas. And A Happy New Year.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/18/merry_christmas~3458503/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/internet_shopping~3426159/"><default:title>Internet shopping</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/internet_shopping~3426159/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-12-11T08:07:59+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Many people talk about it, and I also talk about it. And I tried to participate but with no success. In fact I have lost some money, not much but it was a loss.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I decided to participate in a different way. This time as an affiliate.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi"&gt;&lt;a href="http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi"&gt;http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I do not know where I stand in this venture now.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just wish me luck.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/internet_shopping~3426159/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Many people talk about it, and I also talk about it. And I tried to participate but with no success. In fact I have lost some money, not much but it was a loss.</p>
	<p>Anyway, I decided to participate in a different way. This time as an affiliate.<br>
<a href="http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi"><a href="http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi">http://17606.leisureaudiosales.com/retail.cgi</a></a></p>
	<p>And I do not know where I stand in this venture now.</p>
	<p>Just wish me luck.
</p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/absence~3426060/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I have been absent for sometime now. Been really busy managing my life. Some of my friends in blog.uk has given up and have closed their blogs, while most are still there. I do not intend to close my blog, I will keep writing, time permits. But meanwhile please bear with my absence.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/12/11/absence~3426060/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/a_confession~2848667/"><default:title>A Confession</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/a_confession~2848667/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-08-22T06:03:16+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I have been unfaithful. I have been living in, sleeping in, eating in, and everything else in another premises with someone else. I have been busy at &lt;a href="http://when-i-m-65.blogspot.com"&gt;whenim65&lt;/a&gt;. Its not what you all think, just take a peep at what I have been doing all these while. I have been writing blogs and I have been trying at my hands on trading. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It has been very interesting experience, with very little benefit financially but I have learned quite a bit on what internet business is all about.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/08/22/a_confession~2848667/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I have been unfaithful. I have been living in, sleeping in, eating in, and everything else in another premises with someone else. I have been busy at <a href="http://when-i-m-65.blogspot.com">whenim65</a>. Its not what you all think, just take a peep at what I have been doing all these while. I have been writing blogs and I have been trying at my hands on trading. </p>
	<p>It has been very interesting experience, with very little benefit financially but I have learned quite a bit on what internet business is all about.
</p>
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I could hardly imagine that a simple fruit can be a Million Dollar business. I am not on to marketting but I am sharing information.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;About 2 weeks ago I took these pictures, not knowing of the marketing potentials.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Yes its mangosteen, a fruit which is colour blind. It has got brown or black skin when ripe and its inside is white and sweet. (when young it has got green skin, and don't try to open it, it ozzes very sticky yellowish latex) But the juice from the skin (even when ripe)can be very sticky, and will stick to clothings and no amount of soap or detergent can get rid of it. The fruits are banned in some hotels due to that reason.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And now someone is making use of that skin to make medicine. Fantastic!.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/07/07/colour_blind~2588534/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="http://www.vemmabuilder.com/tour/product.jsp"><a href="http://www.vemmabuilder.com/tour/product.jsp">http://www.vemmabuilder.com/tour/product.jsp</a></a><br>
I could hardly imagine that a simple fruit can be a Million Dollar business. I am not on to marketting but I am sharing information.</p>
	<p>About 2 weeks ago I took these pictures, not knowing of the marketing potentials.</p>
	<p><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607042.jpg</a></a></p>
	<p><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607043.jpg</a></a><br>
Yes its mangosteen, a fruit which is colour blind. It has got brown or black skin when ripe and its inside is white and sweet. (when young it has got green skin, and don't try to open it, it ozzes very sticky yellowish latex) But the juice from the skin (even when ripe)can be very sticky, and will stick to clothings and no amount of soap or detergent can get rid of it. The fruits are banned in some hotels due to that reason.</p>
	<p>And now someone is making use of that skin to make medicine. Fantastic!.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/07/07/colour_blind~2588534/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/exotic_fruits~2533756/"><default:title>Exotic fruits</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/exotic_fruits~2533756/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-28T06:26:00+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Simple, thorny and dangerous. Called 'durian' or thorny fruit. Not really dangerous, but the smell, it can intoxicate you.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But if you can open it or when you can open it, but if you cannot open it yourself get someone to open it for you, but wear a gas mask if you want to come near to it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
And if you can bear the smell, take taste of that creamy fruit inside filling ............. its heavenly ......... before you swoon and faint from its smell. Its effect is better than getting drunk on an evening outing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That is the King of all fruits for you. Or it could be your worse enemy. Its banned in hotels and in airlines.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/exotic_fruits~2533756/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Simple, thorny and dangerous. Called 'durian' or thorny fruit. Not really dangerous, but the smell, it can intoxicate you.<br>
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607038.jpg</a></a></p>
	<p>But if you can open it or when you can open it, but if you cannot open it yourself get someone to open it for you, but wear a gas mask if you want to come near to it.<br>
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/fruits/270607041.jpg</a></a><br>
And if you can bear the smell, take taste of that creamy fruit inside filling ............. its heavenly ......... before you swoon and faint from its smell. Its effect is better than getting drunk on an evening outing.</p>
	<p>That is the King of all fruits for you. Or it could be your worse enemy. Its banned in hotels and in airlines.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/exotic_fruits~2533756/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/someone_s_ancestor~2533381/"><default:title>Someone's ancestor</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/someone_s_ancestor~2533381/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-28T01:15:47+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;There must be his descendant somewhere in this world.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Who was he?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
What was he?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This bronze statue is located outside a Town Museum in Taiping, Perak, Malaysia.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/someone_s_ancestor~2533381/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>There must be his descendant somewhere in this world.<br>
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607016.jpg</a><br>
</a><br>
Who was he?<br>
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607013.jpg</a><br>
</a><br>
What was he?<br>
<a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/history/270607014.jpg</a></a></p>
	<p>This bronze statue is located outside a Town Museum in Taiping, Perak, Malaysia.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/28/someone_s_ancestor~2533381/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/my_favourite~2530549/"><default:title>My favourite</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/my_favourite~2530549/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-27T16:19:49+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Bread and butter pudding is one of my favourite dish. Imagine my surprise when I went to a dinner at of a hotel in town, and among the desert table, &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found that favourite food of mine,&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;and I really had a good time that evening.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg"&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;with black tea (I don't take milk and sugar with tea) and sweet cream added on top.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/my_favourite~2530549/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Bread and butter pudding is one of my favourite dish. Imagine my surprise when I went to a dinner at of a hotel in town, and among the desert table, <br><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607012.jpg</a></a><br>I found that favourite food of mine,<br><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607011.jpg</a></a><br>and I really had a good time that evening.<br><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg">http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v616/mylias/270607015.jpg</a></a><br>with black tea (I don&#39;t take milk and sugar with tea) and sweet cream added on top.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/27/my_favourite~2530549/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/an_open_air_exercise~2508356/"><default:title>An open air exercise.</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/an_open_air_exercise~2508356/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-24T05:44:44+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	

 
 
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/an_open_air_exercise~2508356/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	

 
 
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/an_open_air_exercise~2508356/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/has_anyone_wonder~2508260/"><default:title>Has anyone wonder?</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/has_anyone_wonder~2508260/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-24T03:31:37+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Has anyone wonder about the photo at the top of my blog? Its the beach near where I spend about 2 weeks of my time in a month. I don't live near the beach, but I can go there whenever I want to when I am in town.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/has_anyone_wonder~2508260/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Has anyone wonder about the photo at the top of my blog? Its the beach near where I spend about 2 weeks of my time in a month. I don't live near the beach, but I can go there whenever I want to when I am in town.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/has_anyone_wonder~2508260/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/do_i_ever_listen~2508249/"><default:title>Do I ever listen?</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/do_i_ever_listen~2508249/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-24T03:23:36+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;It has been a long time. In that period of absence I keep thinking about what I hear, all over. But have I ever listen to anything? I hear a lot but I never listen. I just want to get my points across, but do I ever on many occasions let other people get their points across? I hear all their noise(s) but that was about all. I outshout them when I can, if I can, whenever I can, and when I am allowed to (or even when I am not allowed to). And shouting mean anything from TV shows, to newspapers writing/reporting and even to blogging. Is this the sort of world that I choose to live in?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/do_i_ever_listen~2508249/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>It has been a long time. In that period of absence I keep thinking about what I hear, all over. But have I ever listen to anything? I hear a lot but I never listen. I just want to get my points across, but do I ever on many occasions let other people get their points across? I hear all their noise(s) but that was about all. I outshout them when I can, if I can, whenever I can, and when I am allowed to (or even when I am not allowed to). And shouting mean anything from TV shows, to newspapers writing/reporting and even to blogging. Is this the sort of world that I choose to live in?
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/do_i_ever_listen~2508249/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/then_and_now~2432986/"><default:title>Then and now</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/then_and_now~2432986/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-11T14:47:50+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Then it was the 'bad' people who invaded other people's country. Now its the 'good' people who invade other people's country.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/then_and_now~2432986/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Then it was the 'bad' people who invaded other people's country. Now its the 'good' people who invade other people's country.</p>
	<p><a href="http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies"><a href="http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies">http://www.cbc.ca/fifth/video_player.html?lies</a></a>
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/then_and_now~2432986/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/07/tolerate~2411903/"><default:title>Tolerate</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/07/tolerate~2411903/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-07T17:10:53+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;
Ever thought how we learn how to tolerate others? I suppose many have low tolerance of other people, outside one’s social circle. And I presume the tolerance level depends very much on one’s upbringing, personal needs, fear of the unknown, expectation on others and others on you, and other intangibles which one can hardly describe. One may say, “He/she is not my kind”. Or, “I have heard stories about him/her”.  Or, “He/she may disrupt the social standing of my circle of friends”. Or whatever other excuses that one may invent. Maybe one may just say, “I don’t like him/her”.  Many I have heard saying, “I don’t like him/her at first sight”. Just think.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/07/tolerate~2411903/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>
Ever thought how we learn how to tolerate others? I suppose many have low tolerance of other people, outside one’s social circle. And I presume the tolerance level depends very much on one’s upbringing, personal needs, fear of the unknown, expectation on others and others on you, and other intangibles which one can hardly describe. One may say, “He/she is not my kind”. Or, “I have heard stories about him/her”.  Or, “He/she may disrupt the social standing of my circle of friends”. Or whatever other excuses that one may invent. Maybe one may just say, “I don’t like him/her”.  Many I have heard saying, “I don’t like him/her at first sight”. Just think.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/07/tolerate~2411903/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/friends~2405756/"><default:title>Friends</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/friends~2405756/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-06T17:24:48+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Sometime I wonder why people make friends. Is it for selfish reasons? Or is it to boost up their ego, to make them feel popular and to seek praises. Has anyone of us looses friends just because we never praise them. Is that it? People looking for praises? Honestly I feel that such artificial friendship is not typical of us humans, humans just need company I feel, need to communicate, verbally or physically. But of course the ego boosting part plays a lot to make that friendship last. And of marriage (to those of us who are married or have been married) its an institution of having a permanent friend ………….. till death us do part ………. for many of us. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What of those who have no friend?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/friends~2405756/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sometime I wonder why people make friends. Is it for selfish reasons? Or is it to boost up their ego, to make them feel popular and to seek praises. Has anyone of us looses friends just because we never praise them. Is that it? People looking for praises? Honestly I feel that such artificial friendship is not typical of us humans, humans just need company I feel, need to communicate, verbally or physically. But of course the ego boosting part plays a lot to make that friendship last. And of marriage (to those of us who are married or have been married) its an institution of having a permanent friend ………….. till death us do part ………. for many of us. </p>
	<p>What of those who have no friend?</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/06/friends~2405756/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/i_say~2401922/"><default:title>I say.</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/i_say~2401922/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-05T23:50:52+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Years ago I was told that when discussing issues in polite company or in the company of strangers, never discuss on race, religion and politic. Now if you discuss race you get accused of being racial, on religion you may start a riot and on politic, every body wants to listen.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/i_say~2401922/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Years ago I was told that when discussing issues in polite company or in the company of strangers, never discuss on race, religion and politic. Now if you discuss race you get accused of being racial, on religion you may start a riot and on politic, every body wants to listen.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/i_say~2401922/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/our_food~2396343/"><default:title>Our food.</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/our_food~2396343/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-05T05:19:50+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Many of us are very bias towards our own food, those that we have been familiar since childhood days. Other's food, eaten by 'other' people are either too hot, too spicy, too bland, too smelly, too saltish, too oilly, too raw, too cheesy or whatever else we can describe, which in real terms are put there to differentiate 'their' food from 'our' food. If we have grown up with fish and chips or roast beef with yorkshire pudding then we will normally like to have those, and for sweet, rhubbard with hot vanilla source (or hot custard) would probably be the ideal followed by a cup of hot tea.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Say what you will, we are biased when food is concerned.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/our_food~2396343/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Many of us are very bias towards our own food, those that we have been familiar since childhood days. Other's food, eaten by 'other' people are either too hot, too spicy, too bland, too smelly, too saltish, too oilly, too raw, too cheesy or whatever else we can describe, which in real terms are put there to differentiate 'their' food from 'our' food. If we have grown up with fish and chips or roast beef with yorkshire pudding then we will normally like to have those, and for sweet, rhubbard with hot vanilla source (or hot custard) would probably be the ideal followed by a cup of hot tea.</p>
	<p>Say what you will, we are biased when food is concerned.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/05/our_food~2396343/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/when_men_go_to_their_doctors~2393090/"><default:title>When men go to their Doctors.</default:title><default:link>http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/when_men_go_to_their_doctors~2393090/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2007-06-04T15:40:28+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt; What do men ask their Doctors mostly if they are not that seriously ill? I sometime wonder. Well, .......... I can only presume but the results can be quite obvious. "Those sex pills you gave did not go down far enough, Doctor --- all I got was a stiff neck". &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="file:/emC:/DOCUME%7E1/Lias/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;img src="file:/em/C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lias/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/when_men_go_to_their_doctors~2393090/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p> What do men ask their Doctors mostly if they are not that seriously ill? I sometime wonder. Well, .......... I can only presume but the results can be quite obvious. "Those sex pills you gave did not go down far enough, Doctor --- all I got was a stiff neck". <br><img src="file:/emC:/DOCUME%7E1/Lias/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt=""><img src="file:/em/C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lias/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt=""></p>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mylias.blog.co.uk/2007/06/04/the_weather~2390809/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Who can really predict the weather? Forecast. yes! Predict NO! And us human will always complain about the weather, when its too cold we moan, but when its too hot we swear, when its too dry we crack our knuckles but when its too humid .......... that is when ladies glow.
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