<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3035662119136949839</id><updated>2024-09-06T02:58:22.428+00:00</updated><title type='text'>IT&#39;S A GOOD LIFE, PUBLISHING</title><subtitle type='html'>The musings of an aging publisher. Take no notice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://goodlifepublishing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlifepublishing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Good Life Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12789437636544943185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3035662119136949839.post-9138273450317278553</id><published>2023-07-04T22:48:00.006+00:00</published><updated>2023-07-04T22:50:38.306+00:00</updated><title type='text'>PURRING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bumped into this cat the other day while walking around a marina near us. It was pretty cute and had a healthy mistrust of me. I had to respect that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn&#39;t particularly trust something that was twenty times bigger than me and looked as dishevelled as I did/do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did let me stroke it, but then I thought it might be a cunning plan to infect me with ringworm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn&#39;t be the first time. Back in 85 I befriended a whole group of cats in Lanzarote. One, a kitten, was particularly friendly and sat on my lap under the stars most evenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gave me ringworm, which did clear up. But we shared some special moments.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSijyrL8vDOmwJ3MF7iMKrXOpV0x4y4VPdBYcoPaiGJyqcD9saUkgSoqFQtGETHR0NA0VMx_P5pfyn_rvSdPd4-7LyhI6J8CBYasOsMC4QTp3jDrHABh5kc0yvKo3ZtuuvnkX94HyHb1Ix2S2eIkwW5ngV7zg6Y2Pmn9Y1I12ysMVzkHpvDO60UPdww9C/s800/20230626_103919.jpg&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;600&quot; data-original-width=&quot;800&quot; height=&quot;480&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSijyrL8vDOmwJ3MF7iMKrXOpV0x4y4VPdBYcoPaiGJyqcD9saUkgSoqFQtGETHR0NA0VMx_P5pfyn_rvSdPd4-7LyhI6J8CBYasOsMC4QTp3jDrHABh5kc0yvKo3ZtuuvnkX94HyHb1Ix2S2eIkwW5ngV7zg6Y2Pmn9Y1I12ysMVzkHpvDO60UPdww9C/w640-h480/20230626_103919.jpg&quot; width=&quot;640&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/9138273450317278553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/9138273450317278553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlifepublishing.blogspot.com/2023/07/purring.html' title='PURRING...'/><author><name>Good Life Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12789437636544943185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSijyrL8vDOmwJ3MF7iMKrXOpV0x4y4VPdBYcoPaiGJyqcD9saUkgSoqFQtGETHR0NA0VMx_P5pfyn_rvSdPd4-7LyhI6J8CBYasOsMC4QTp3jDrHABh5kc0yvKo3ZtuuvnkX94HyHb1Ix2S2eIkwW5ngV7zg6Y2Pmn9Y1I12ysMVzkHpvDO60UPdww9C/s72-w640-h480-c/20230626_103919.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3035662119136949839.post-5323490138876597742</id><published>2023-07-04T22:30:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2023-07-04T22:30:57.573+00:00</updated><title type='text'>THE NEXT JOB...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is to get my head around these settings. You might find that things change over the next few minutes, hours, days, weeks, months; you get the picture. It&#39;ll be me mucking about with fonts and colours and themes and all manner of mischief.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pop back when you can, if only to prove to me that you have less to do in your life than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you&#39;re utterly pointless, and incrdibly special - all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll add a picture soon. But don&#39;t hold your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/5323490138876597742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/5323490138876597742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlifepublishing.blogspot.com/2023/07/the-next-job.html' title='THE NEXT JOB...'/><author><name>Good Life Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12789437636544943185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3035662119136949839.post-356928303354141584</id><published>2023-07-04T22:24:00.002+00:00</published><updated>2023-07-04T22:25:31.612+00:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE&#39;S NOTHING HERE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;There was something here. About 130 plus posts from around 2010, but they were mindless drivel, so I&#39;ve binned them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can say will make me bring them back. I took each one out into the lane and put a biro to its head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, call me callous, but it was for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it&#39;s done.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/356928303354141584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3035662119136949839/posts/default/356928303354141584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://goodlifepublishing.blogspot.com/2023/07/theres-nothing-here.html' title='THERE&#39;S NOTHING HERE!'/><author><name>Good Life Publishing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12789437636544943185</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>