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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcGQn4zcSp7ImA9WhRUFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125</id><updated>2012-01-26T14:47:03.089-08:00</updated><category term="Just observing" /><category term="all about me 7days" /><category term="all about me" /><category term="I now have an oven and so must bake" /><category term="craft" /><category term="7days" /><category term="baking" /><category term="What to do with a 3 year old" /><category term="what to do with a 2 year old" /><category term="Snow" /><category term="Christmas" /><category term="Days out" /><category term="Hanging out with the relatives" /><category term="Holidays are Jollidays" /><category term="Birthday party (argh)" /><category term="Out and about" /><category term="Ice cream" /><category term="Creativity" /><category term="entertaining pre schooler" /><category term="growing up" /><category term="Pre-school sagas" /><title>Snowfairy tales</title><subtitle type="html">My scrapbook of us, what we have been up to, what has been said and done even the little things. Because time is precious I don't want to forget.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SnowfairyTales" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="snowfairytales" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUHQn0yfCp7ImA9WhRXEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-4422403444113718091</id><published>2011-12-16T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:10:33.394-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-16T12:10:33.394-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>Why does it have to be so slow?</title><content type="html">Made it back into cleavage of the Broads group to submit another short and sweet number.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today's prompt - What are your biggest pet peeves from Em (but not me)&lt;br /&gt;
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I am quite a tolerant woman and even when someone has let me down, I'm quite understanding when probably I should be ranting. But the thing that annoys me so much that I boil and shout out loud is bloomin' computer virus software and updates. &lt;br /&gt;
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Imagine&amp;nbsp;I only have 30 minutes to spare and&amp;nbsp;I need to quickly use the computer to print off a map, or amend a document or write a blog post and what happens? The evil creeping virus software&amp;nbsp;decides to scan or update something and slow everything down. I can't even shut it off because the whole computer universe has slowed down until&amp;nbsp;it gets to the stage when I type a sentence and the words&amp;nbsp;have a 30 second time delay&amp;nbsp;because it's running so bloomin' slowly. Please note this is happening even as I write and my window of opportunity is short before my daughter gets bored with playing, calls me to read her bedtime story and another post will sit unfinished in the file. &lt;br /&gt;
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The time I waste sitting waiting while the computer chug, chug, chugs away, it just makes me crazy. Then it has the audacity to tell me that it needs to restart my computer. Shut down my computer, take more valuable time away from me, does it not know how long it took me to get to this point and by the time I get back to where I was, my moment of time and inspiration will be gone!! Outrageous!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ooh nice to get that out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-4422403444113718091?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/MptMZYDBkkY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4422403444113718091/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-does-it-have-to-be-so-slow.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4422403444113718091?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4422403444113718091?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-does-it-have-to-be-so-slow.html" title="Why does it have to be so slow?" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IHRnw8fyp7ImA9WhRRGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-1853042878641620300</id><published>2011-12-02T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:32:17.277-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-02T13:32:17.277-08:00</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;"What is the stupidest thing you did this year? What about  in your whole life? You can take stupid to mean: embarrassing, dangerous, funny,  lame, whatever you consider "stupid."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
I've gone with stupid meaning a little bit incompetent. I am an incompetent internet shopper. &lt;br /&gt;
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This week we had our monthly food shopping delivery. I have my groceries delivered firstly because I hate walking around supermarkets it's just not a pleasant experience in overcrowded south east England and second because we live down a single track lane, where you can't park outside the front of the house and there are lots of steps up to our front door. So for a small fee I get a man to do all the heavy lifting. &lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, this week along with our standard food and cleaning products I accidentally ordered&amp;nbsp;four jars of Nutella, two large jars and two small jars but only one single lonely apple. &lt;br /&gt;
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To assure you that this is not a one off occurrence, there was the time I bought 10 large bags of onions.&lt;br /&gt;


&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/6443370029/" title="Internet shopping by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Internet shopping" height="341" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6443370029_6e1847f186.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-1853042878641620300?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/guCP1GmiS54" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1853042878641620300/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-is-stupidest-thing-you-did-this.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1853042878641620300?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1853042878641620300?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-is-stupidest-thing-you-did-this.html" title="" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANSH4yfSp7ImA9WhRRF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-4678780778447816074</id><published>2011-12-01T11:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:26:39.095-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-01T13:26:39.095-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>Oh Pandy, if I had a time machine I'd rescue you.</title><content type="html">Reasons for not blogging for months are many and too dull to go on about. But I've been inspired by the &lt;a data-hovercardx="/ajax/hovercard/page.php?id=269777846407671" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Reverb-Broads/269777846407671"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3b5998;"&gt;Reverb Broads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to give it another chance. I'm well aware that I may crash and burn after one day, so I'm keeping my posts short and my expectations realistic.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;December 1: Reverb Broads Prompt: "If  the you of today could go back in time and give advice to any of the  previous yous, which age would you visit and what would you tell them?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Honestly, there are many versions of me that I would go back and visit but who needs the visit more? A university Christmas party me that was about to learn why not wine before beer. Or a teenage me, who, confined to the sofa for years couldn't believe that they'd ever feel well enough to lead&amp;nbsp;a normal life. Or the me who was so shy that to even speak in a group took huge effort. &lt;br /&gt;
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I have&amp;nbsp;the power to potentially change my life and what would I do? I'd save my panda of course. &lt;br /&gt;
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I'd visit&amp;nbsp;7 year old me and prevent something&amp;nbsp;that at the time was devastating.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'd say: Emily Victoria Beauchamp on the night of your 8th birthday&amp;nbsp;your younger brother Jim will misunderstand the comment that Mum made about you being too old for a toy panda. He, with good intentions, will take Pandy your best friend and companion since birth and throw him in the dustbin outside.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't give up looking for Pandy that night. Don't just go to bed thinking you will look again in the morning. Don't think Jim is only joking when he said he'd put Pandy in the bin, because the dustbin men are coming the next morning to empty the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/6437736353/" title="Lovely Pandy by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lovely Pandy" height="401" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7144/6437736353_0a75217c0e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Pandy would be&amp;nbsp;saved and all is right with the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-4678780778447816074?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/KjxT8UhfoqE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4678780778447816074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-pandy-if-i-had-time-machine-id.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4678780778447816074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4678780778447816074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-pandy-if-i-had-time-machine-id.html" title="Oh Pandy, if I had a time machine I'd rescue you." /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8DSXY9fyp7ImA9WhZTGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-12728495959882736</id><published>2011-03-24T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:34:38.867-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-24T13:34:38.867-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7days" /><title>7days - Whizzing through days 2 to 6</title><content type="html">Day 2 - I reached a point on Sunday when I just had to lie down, then Tilda came home from her party all excited but also needed five minutes to calm down. So we attempted to get her to be still for a moment by having a who could pull the best funny face game.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5544485528/" title="Day 2 - Lying down by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5018/5544485528_f227d2ecf7.jpg" width="246" height="500" alt="Day 2 - Lying down" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Day 3 - &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5547998772/" title="Day 3 - Walk home from school by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5299/5547998772_6e0a380026.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Day 3 - Walk home from school" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I felt terrible all morning, so bad that after taking Tilda to school I just blobbed in front of the television watching rubbish. I just couldn't move. But after lunch and a creme egg I felt much better but still not a face shot day. So the photo ended up with us walking home up the hill from school.&lt;br /&gt;
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Day 4 - I volunteer at an under 5s toddler group and the sign in the kitchen just makes me smile, but then I am easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5551236976/" title="Day 4 - I'm easily amused by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5067/5551236976_7ab86168a4.jpg" width="361" height="500" alt="Day 4 - I'm easily amused" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Day 5 - I wouldn't normally dress like this to do gardening, but I only wanted to spend an hour in the garden and I was too lazy to get changed only to have to get changed back to go to school and then onto ballet class.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5553508393/" title="Day 5 - Pulling up weeds by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5553508393_ab8d0bbc93.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Day 5 - Pulling up weeds" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Day 6 - My first book this year. Due to my inability to stay awake, I haven't read a book or even a chapter of a book since the end of November. &lt;br /&gt;
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This week, not only am I able to stay awake but I discovered Rebecca and I've not been able to put it down, I've just got to find out what happens next and why. I can't believe I've not read it earlier. &lt;br /&gt;
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So I sneaked in a quick chapter before I had to head off to school to pick up Tilda.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5556204721/" title="Day 6 - My first book this year by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5556204721_a7ff960fb2.jpg" width="500" height="404" alt="Day 6 - My first book this year" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-12728495959882736?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/fOx0ogROHps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/12728495959882736/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/03/7days-whizzing-through-days-2-to-6.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/12728495959882736?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/12728495959882736?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/03/7days-whizzing-through-days-2-to-6.html" title="7days - Whizzing through days 2 to 6" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5018/5544485528_f227d2ecf7_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MCRXk_fCp7ImA9WhZTFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-6628034207532932043</id><published>2011-03-19T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T14:51:04.744-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-03-19T14:51:04.744-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7days" /><title>Day 1 - Toys R Us</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5540866318/" title="Day 1 - At Toys R Us by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5173/5540866318_1f6ecc394c.jpg" width="356" height="500" alt="Day 1 - At Toys R Us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The start of a new week of 7days, last time I gave up after two photos, due to a pregnancy scare that changed my focus on the world and my ability to move around. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today was a beautiful blue sky day. We drove up to Luton to meet my new and exceedingly cute nephew, (fresh out of the oven on Monday).&lt;br /&gt;
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On the way home we stopped at the Luton branch of Toys R Us to use a voucher that we were given two years ago, the store near us is too much of a mission to get to. &lt;br /&gt;
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So this is me reflected in the security office window, holding our purchases, a Strawberry Shortcake fashion boutique and a dinosaur egg for a party tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-6628034207532932043?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/6FMYNFEg47s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6628034207532932043/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-1-toys-r-us.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6628034207532932043?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6628034207532932043?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-1-toys-r-us.html" title="Day 1 - Toys R Us" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5173/5540866318_1f6ecc394c_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU8EQ34_fyp7ImA9Wx9WEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-8690494033613287998</id><published>2011-01-17T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:56:42.047-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-17T12:56:42.047-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity" /><title>A slow starter</title><content type="html">You would have thought that for someone who has not gone anywhere in the past month other than my parent's house, the doctors and a funeral that I would have had plenty of time to make, create and blog. &lt;br /&gt;
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But nothing is flowing, I haven't drawn, created, I haven't even taken a single photograph this year and the weird thing is that I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I'm a bit slow with the annual review, but that's just me at the moment. I've wanted to put a mosaic up of 2010 as I'd made one for &lt;a href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2009/12/yawn-my-2009.html"&gt;2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5364286177/" title="A brief summary of 2010 by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="A brief summary of 2010" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5202/5364286177_bcda15c970.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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For all it's bright happy pictures 2010 was really hard work. Around April I couldn't believe how many horrible things were happening to us, so I wrote a list of all the bad things and then to see how life balanced out I wrote down all the good things. I kept the list going for the rest of the year (it was a long list) but I have to admit that I did fiddle it so that life always ended up with a positive glow.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have no vision of 2011, no specific aims, no goals I'd just really like to make lots more bright, happy, sunshine filled memories. I suppose I'd better start by taking some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-8690494033613287998?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/IbXEv7h_wD8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8690494033613287998/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/01/slow-starter.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8690494033613287998?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8690494033613287998?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2011/01/slow-starter.html" title="A slow starter" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5202/5364286177_bcda15c970_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IHRHg-cSp7ImA9Wx9RGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-8442995864592057827</id><published>2010-12-21T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T09:12:15.659-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-21T09:12:15.659-08:00</app:edited><title>7days dropout</title><content type="html">Things aren't quite right with me at the moment and as a result I haven't got the heart to take a self portrait. I just don't feel like focussing on me but I'm still feeling positive with the world.&lt;br /&gt;
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7dayers are such a fun and friendly group and although I can't take photos I will still participate by commenting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-8442995864592057827?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/OHJ0aSUa044" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8442995864592057827/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/7days-dropout.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8442995864592057827?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8442995864592057827?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/7days-dropout.html" title="7days dropout" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4NQX47eSp7ImA9Wx9RF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-7286690325926095593</id><published>2010-12-19T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T14:16:30.001-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-19T14:16:30.001-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7days" /><title>Day 2 - Bright new street lights</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5274666041/" title="Day 2 - Bright new street lights by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5274666041_0b353fe47f.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Day 2 - Bright new street lights" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Another cold and snowy day, another Christmas event postponed, this time afternoon tea in Covent Garden, with my old work friends. I didn't want to take the chance with the trains to London, I probably would have made it there, it's getting home that is always a worry.&lt;br /&gt;
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But the snow doesn't stop us getting around locally, we just piled on our snowboarding clothes and marched across the town for roast dinner.&lt;br /&gt;
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For those interested in street lights. All of Surrey is getting all new, environmentally friendly street lights, replacing the orange glow with energy efficient white light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-7286690325926095593?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/m7yfee6vXt0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7286690325926095593/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2-bright-new-street-lights.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/7286690325926095593?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/7286690325926095593?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2-bright-new-street-lights.html" title="Day 2 - Bright new street lights" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5208/5274666041_0b353fe47f_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ABQHk7fCp7ImA9Wx9RF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-4475873948106894396</id><published>2010-12-18T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:02:31.704-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-18T14:02:31.704-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="7days" /><title>Day 1 - Mulled wine over snow</title><content type="html">Winter &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/sevendays/"&gt;7days&lt;/a&gt; has arrived, cosy, festive fun.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5271085503/" title="Day 1 - Mulled wine over snow by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5271085503_4398754980.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Day 1 - Mulled wine over snow" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The plan for today was to go the Christmas celebration with the inlaws, starting with a visit to Father Christmas, then a full on turkey dinner and homemade Christmas pudding and presents.&lt;br /&gt;
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But our plans were changed by a huge dump of snow and we couldn't go anywhere in the car. Tilda was very disappointed, she'd even set out her party clothes for the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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So we decided to make the best of the day. We sledged, played in the snow, Dan built an igloo and drank warm mulled wine.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5271647718/" title="Building his first ever igloo by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5085/5271647718_5c4d3b37a6.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Building his first ever igloo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Not the day we expected but still a fantastic day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-4475873948106894396?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/6ysJ8pIaKmw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4475873948106894396/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-mulled-wine-over-snow.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4475873948106894396?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4475873948106894396?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-mulled-wine-over-snow.html" title="Day 1 - Mulled wine over snow" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5271085503_4398754980_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ARXY8cSp7ImA9Wx9REkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-8729443132161699319</id><published>2010-12-13T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T05:12:24.879-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-13T05:12:24.879-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christmas" /><title>Secret</title><content type="html">Don't tell anyone, my Dad is Father Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5241654220/" title="Secret... by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5241654220_797c6c7d5c.jpg" width="380" height="500" alt="Secret..." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Actually, he was the star guest at the Under 5's Christmas party and he did a spectacular job, out of the 90 kids there, only a couple got scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-8729443132161699319?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/nq3lYTkRgyg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8729443132161699319/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/secret.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8729443132161699319?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8729443132161699319?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/secret.html" title="Secret" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5241654220_797c6c7d5c_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YHSXg7eip7ImA9Wx9SEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-6839811709020521049</id><published>2010-12-02T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T06:12:18.602-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-02T06:12:18.602-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>Snow report</title><content type="html">We had to sleepover at my parent's house on Tuesday night, due to the amount of snow that had fallen, my car was stuck, the roads were sheets of ice and the surrounding area was gridlocked. I decided I wasn't going to spend two hours in the car on a 10 minute journey, just to get to a cold house, with no Dan, who was busy taking four hours plus to get home from London.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wednesday, I came up with a plan. I would walk home, pick up the sledge, walk back to my parents and then pull Tilda all the way home, so that she could get to school for the following day. &lt;br /&gt;
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So 50 minutes to get home (I popped into a shop to get some bread, milk and chocolate&amp;nbsp;on the way), 30 minutes back to my parents (I took the shortcut through the woods) and then another 40 minutes home this time pulling Tilda.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5225847133/" title="Taking a break before I carry on walking up the road by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Taking a break before I carry on walking up the road" height="375" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5225847133_1c70fdb032.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Using photography as an excuse to rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5225833989/" title="Taking the short cut by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Taking the short cut" height="375" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5285/5225833989_3e2b2da5d7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Taking the shortcut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5225857033/" title="Just leaving the Close by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Just leaving the Close" height="500" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5004/5225857033_88e2de9577.jpg" width="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;At the start of the journey home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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May I say, I took full advantage of the fact that I'd burnt off so many calories and scoffed as much ice cream, chocolate and crisps and I felt my body needed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-6839811709020521049?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/dnJ6DZRefwg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6839811709020521049/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-report.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6839811709020521049?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6839811709020521049?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/12/snow-report.html" title="Snow report" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5225847133_1c70fdb032_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0INRXwzeip7ImA9Wx9TFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-3137476546747696438</id><published>2010-11-22T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:06:34.282-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-22T09:06:34.282-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Out and about" /><title>An afternoon in London</title><content type="html">We're only 40 minutes away from London but we hardly ever go there as a family. We took advantage our free Saturday afternoon, wrapped up warm and headed off to see the sights. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5193232590/" title="Doing the tourist thing by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5193232590_84a4f3522a.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Doing the tourist thing" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We started at London Bridge to see where Dan works, wandered around Borough Market and worked our way along the river to the Tate Modern to see the &lt;a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/modern/exhibitions/unileverseries2010/default.shtm"&gt;Sunflower Seeds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5192667093/" title="Sunflower seeds by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5192667093_744f5bff2c.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Sunflower seeds" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Stopped at a Christmas market for some mulled wine and a carousel ride.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5192685743/" title="Speedy carousel by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5002/5192685743_02dc9e2b1c.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Speedy carousel" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Then struggled along Regent Street and Carnaby Street admiring the Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5192575775/" title="Christmas Decorations by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/5192575775_3dc25b847b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Christmas Decorations" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We also managed to take a family photo.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5192599707/" title="Family Photo - November 2010 by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5192599707_b863b2d4a8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Family Photo - November 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Highlight of the visit was Tilda's amazement when she saw Big Ben for the first time. Next time we're going to find some dinosaurs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-3137476546747696438?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/l8f94b9tkpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3137476546747696438/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/afternoon-in-london.html#comment-form" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/3137476546747696438?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/3137476546747696438?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/afternoon-in-london.html" title="An afternoon in London" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5193232590_84a4f3522a_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EERX05eyp7ImA9Wx9TEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-6861331299450115710</id><published>2010-11-17T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T14:06:44.323-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-17T14:06:44.323-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just observing" /><title>Hairy car roof</title><content type="html">Tuesday morning I noticed the beauty of frost. Before I started work on scraping the car windows I just had to pause, admire and capture the cute hairy coat on top of the roof.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5185522992/" title="Hairy car roof by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1279/5185522992_0f9cf95eda.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Hairy car roof" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-6861331299450115710?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/hCpcypa2Ft8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6861331299450115710/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/hairy-car-roof.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6861331299450115710?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6861331299450115710?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/11/hairy-car-roof.html" title="Hairy car roof" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1279/5185522992_0f9cf95eda_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFQ30_fip7ImA9Wx5UEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-8996568035199825970</id><published>2010-10-14T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T04:40:12.346-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-14T04:40:12.346-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays are Jollidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hanging out with the relatives" /><title>Beach time</title><content type="html">Last weekend was our only free weekend till mid November, so we needed to fill it with a visit to my Mother in law's in Somerset. &lt;br /&gt;
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We took a trip to the beach on Saturday, for a blustery picnic, exploring in rock pools and ice cream in hot sunshine. The photos make it look colder than it was.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5070519273/" title="Picnic on the beach by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/5070519273_8429207664.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Picnic on the beach" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5070598241/" title="Rock pooling by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/5070598241_f1f3444c0c.jpg" width="500" height="390" alt="Rock pooling" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I decided that the orange boat that lives on the beach could make a nice photo. Something that would work well either with the orange accessories in our lounge or join the holiday hall wall (we have a photo wall of holiday photos in the hall). &lt;br /&gt;
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I took some pictures of the boat and then I got &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danhulbert"&gt;Dan &lt;/a&gt; involved too, as he often takes better photos of static objects. I really like what we both captured so now I need to get them all printed and see how they work in a frame.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5070529879/" title="Orange boat by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5070529879_9212c31fb1_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="Orange boat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danhulbert/5072945594/" title="E293 by Hulbertini, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4112/5072945594_b07fe93598_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="E293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-8996568035199825970?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/JwatGMSrDm8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8996568035199825970/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/10/beach-time.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8996568035199825970?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8996568035199825970?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/10/beach-time.html" title="Beach time" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4092/5070519273_8429207664_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHR3g8fCp7ImA9Wx5VGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-2409303744115888451</id><published>2010-10-12T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:22:16.674-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-12T14:22:16.674-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>Dark tangled forest</title><content type="html">I feel like the past year, perhaps longer, has been a dark tangled forest. Things have been difficult and bad things just seem to pile up rather than disperse, no escape, no clear future path. When I reached a point where I was weighed down and almost couldn't hold a conversation without feeling the need to cry. Suddenly the darkness lifted, it feels like we're finally making our way through.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course things aren't easy and I'm sure there will be a kick in the teeth just lurking around the corner. But the positive things have lifted my spirits enough to keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5070723889/" title="Family photo - October 2010 by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5070723889_9728ddbfc7.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Family photo - October 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-2409303744115888451?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/wHgdjzCQ71g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/2409303744115888451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/10/dark-tangled-forest.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/2409303744115888451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/2409303744115888451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/10/dark-tangled-forest.html" title="Dark tangled forest" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4133/5070723889_9728ddbfc7_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8GQnszeyp7ImA9Wx5XGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-1752157219100227104</id><published>2010-09-20T03:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T03:00:23.583-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-20T03:00:23.583-07:00</app:edited><title>Day 2 - Old necklace</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5004826965/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5004826965_ffee089392.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5004826965/"&gt;Day 2 - Old necklace&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snowfairy/"&gt;Snowfairy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A quick shot taken before we rushed out the house to go to my niece's Build a Bear party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I was insecure, nervous and panicked about the day ahead, not the bit about going to party but other elements of the day. So I didn't really put much thought into my photo and Dan's review of the photo was that "it isn't as quirky as usual, you must be getting old"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old element of the photo, the necklace belonged to my Nan, which makes it old ish, it's plastic and it's from the 80's but I think it's still wearable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-1752157219100227104?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/yWrZVhR7Zk0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1752157219100227104/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2-old-necklace.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1752157219100227104?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1752157219100227104?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2-old-necklace.html" title="Day 2 - Old necklace" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5004826965_ffee089392_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QEQ389eSp7ImA9Wx5XGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-416673964029447750</id><published>2010-09-18T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:28:22.161-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-18T14:28:22.161-07:00</app:edited><title>Day 1 - Not a Super Hooper</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5001668743/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5001668743_7ab6e36153.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/5001668743/"&gt;Day 1 - Not a Super Hooper&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snowfairy/"&gt;Snowfairy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week I suddenly thought, does the way I dress impact on how people approach me? Or more importantly, are people intimidated by those who dress in a more unusual style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't dress overly wacky, I wouldn't wear a carpet and call it a dress. I'm not a fashionista, I just like wearing colours and keeping warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this week, I got this feeling that I didn't want the parents and teachers at Tilda's new school to judge how I dress and therefore use this to judge Tilda. I know they will to some extent, it is the nature of first impressions,  but nevertheless I tried to dress averagely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Friday I realised I was being ridiculous and just went back to being comfortable as me. Anyway, it all leads to this photo, I like dressing like this and also I can't hula hoop anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-416673964029447750?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/yiWbWjxuSOE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/416673964029447750/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-1-not-super-hooper.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/416673964029447750?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/416673964029447750?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-1-not-super-hooper.html" title="Day 1 - Not a Super Hooper" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4144/5001668743_7ab6e36153_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04ASXo4fyp7ImA9Wx5XFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-3017138226196752069</id><published>2010-09-14T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T03:59:08.437-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-14T03:59:08.437-07:00</app:edited><title>First day of school</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4989194875/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/4989194875_4f198a016f.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4989194875/"&gt;First day of school&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snowfairy/"&gt;Snowfairy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The big day has arrived at last. She spent the morning saying "I don't want to go to big school, I have things to do at home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to school, I went in too, she was clinging on tight to my leg, but after ten minutes I had to be strong and leave. I couldn't look back, Dan did it for me and he said she looked fine. We'll find out when I pick her up after lunch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-3017138226196752069?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/lX4jynz0nxs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/3017138226196752069/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/3017138226196752069?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/3017138226196752069?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school.html" title="First day of school" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4132/4989194875_4f198a016f_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UBQn0_fCp7ImA9Wx5XEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-4276558232458980</id><published>2010-09-10T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T15:54:13.344-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-10T15:54:13.344-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Days out" /><title>Whether the weather</title><content type="html">A changeable showery day.  The weather was gorgeous when we arrived at the park, ten minutes later there was a heavy shower and everybody else went home. So there was just us left hiding under a climbing frame, in our rain coats knowing it wasn't going to last long. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As soon the last family left the playground, the rain stopped and we had the whole place to ourselves, shortly followed by glorious sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4977338975/" title="Swinging in the rain by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4153/4977338975_ba44f38b64.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Swinging in the rain" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4977944478/" title="3pm in our own private park by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4089/4977944478_7b9f10c043.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="3pm in our own private park" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4977940182/" title="Scream by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/4977940182_1cda064a88.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Scream" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We wandered through the woods until we found a cafe and sat in the September sunshine eating our ice creams in a peaceful walled garden. There is something quite magical about woodlands and gardens when you're the only people there. A magical afternoon in our own personal park.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4976004829/" title="Ice cream time by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4130/4976004829_9460186f6e.jpg" width="500" height="369" alt="Ice cream time" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-4276558232458980?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/3-iFVSqqX6g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/4276558232458980/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/whether-weather.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4276558232458980?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/4276558232458980?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/whether-weather.html" title="Whether the weather" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4153/4977338975_ba44f38b64_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEABRHo7eSp7ImA9Wx5QGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-5604032676259337570</id><published>2010-09-07T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T02:45:55.401-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-07T02:45:55.401-07:00</app:edited><title>One more week</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4967295010/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/4967295010_7017d22a95.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4967295010/"&gt;Pirate fairy in the rain&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/snowfairy/"&gt;Snowfairy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;One more week before BIG school starts. &lt;br /&gt;One more week of lazy mornings.&lt;br /&gt;One more week of wearing pink all day.&lt;br /&gt;It's the next step in a big adventure and we can't wait!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-5604032676259337570?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/nZxwqvCK-Kk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/5604032676259337570/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-more-week.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/5604032676259337570?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/5604032676259337570?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-more-week.html" title="One more week" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/4967295010_7017d22a95_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMHQns5eCp7ImA9Wx5QEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-8928719720477033806</id><published>2010-08-31T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:07:13.520-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-31T15:07:13.520-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays are Jollidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hanging out with the relatives" /><title>Hanging out in Florida</title><content type="html">Our summer holiday was wonderful. The D&amp;C was a setback but I didn't want to wallow and waste precious vacation time, although things have caught up with me emotionally since being home, but that's for another time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Anyway, back to holidays. There were ten of my family, all in a villa; parents, brothers, sister inlaw, niece, nephew and us. Then we had some day visitors, close family friends and my Dad's old school friend, who came down from Virginia with her family. &lt;br /&gt;
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We swam, barbecued, shopped, had two birthday celebrations, theme parked and laughed our way through the two weeks. Lots of memories, plenty of photos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4946527940/" title="A glimpse of Florida August 2010 by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4946527940_b993cb9ef1.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="A glimpse of Florida August 2010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-8928719720477033806?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/uyo04vHl9PM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/8928719720477033806/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/hanging-out-in-florida.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8928719720477033806?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/8928719720477033806?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/hanging-out-in-florida.html" title="Hanging out in Florida" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/4946527940_b993cb9ef1_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcHSX88cSp7ImA9Wx5SGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-7495972768297433009</id><published>2010-08-14T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T19:40:38.179-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-14T19:40:38.179-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>A test of strength</title><content type="html">I was so happy, after 2 years of waiting we had 18 days of hopes for a new future. Which in 24 hours and a trip to the ER were wrenched away.&lt;br /&gt;
As we're on holiday I'm surrounded and supported by my family and my beautiful girl fills my world with smiles.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel strong enough to recognise what happened, realise how lucky I am and enjoy what I have.&lt;br /&gt;
I will also crumble but Dan will provide the cuddles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-7495972768297433009?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/TptoAWWVgKE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/7495972768297433009/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/test-of-strength.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/7495972768297433009?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/7495972768297433009?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/test-of-strength.html" title="A test of strength" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ARH89eCp7ImA9Wx5SEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-1929915669819529483</id><published>2010-08-06T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:40:45.160-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-06T14:40:45.160-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Out and about" /><title>The ladybird kite and a blustery afternoon</title><content type="html">It was a cool and blustery afternoon, a perfect opportunity to test out Tilda's new ladybird kite in the park (an early birthday present from her Aunties).&lt;br /&gt;
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A fantastic flying day, Tilda nearly exploded with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4866515819/" title="New ladybird kite by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4866515819_18a899596d.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="New ladybird kite" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4867139312/" title="A windy afternoon by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4867139312_03ba9961f6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="A windy afternoon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-1929915669819529483?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/E-ne9hDcdEI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/1929915669819529483/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/ladybird-kite-and-blustery-afternoon.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1929915669819529483?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/1929915669819529483?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/ladybird-kite-and-blustery-afternoon.html" title="The ladybird kite and a blustery afternoon" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4866515819_18a899596d_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FRHs7fyp7ImA9Wx5TF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-6160348420460918574</id><published>2010-08-02T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:51:55.507-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-02T14:51:55.507-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="all about me" /><title>Creative blog</title><content type="html">My creativity has been exploding and I've been making, creating, designing so much that I decided to put together a new creative blog. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Somewhere to store details of the things I've made and somewhere to direct people to when they are trawling my illustrations on Flickr, rather than point to my pages of family based waffle.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not sure if it's a good idea, I'm not sure whether I'll keep it going, but it's worth trying. &lt;br /&gt;
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It doesn't look too &lt;a href="http://snowfairycreative.blogspot.com/"&gt;creative&lt;/a&gt; at the moment (need to find time to sort out a banner etc) but it's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-6160348420460918574?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/r8C520vDiAs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6160348420460918574/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/creative-blog.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6160348420460918574?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6160348420460918574?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/08/creative-blog.html" title="Creative blog" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUENRn06eSp7ImA9WxFaE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8603096802887039125.post-6062286584540346434</id><published>2010-07-17T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T07:41:37.311-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-17T07:41:37.311-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity" /><title>4th birthday planning</title><content type="html">I have started thinking about Tilda's 4th birthday party at the end of next month. Only really because I needed to get the invites out before she finished preschool for the summer and forever!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/snowfairy/4801752598/" title="Fairy birthday party invite by Snowfairy, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fairy birthday party invite" height="333" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4801752598_9a2c26d427.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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She keeps changing her mind about a theme, not that it has to have a theme, but fairies seem to be the most consistent. Which is lucky, because I can draw fairies. I just felt sharing, so the invite is&lt;a href="http://docs.google.com/fileview?id=0B1IWnGg3H2cbNTUzNThiNTgtOGU4MS00MTI2LWFiNDMtYTBhYmUxYzhhNjVl&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;authkey=CM6nrYAC"&gt; available here to print and use, if you want. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My next step is creating lists for the party, lists for food (kids and adults), for party bags and for decorations... Ah, my list making happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8603096802887039125-6062286584540346434?l=snowy-tales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SnowfairyTales/~4/n0gqDZpmHYE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/feeds/6062286584540346434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-birthday-planning.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6062286584540346434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8603096802887039125/posts/default/6062286584540346434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://snowy-tales.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-birthday-planning.html" title="4th birthday planning" /><author><name>Snowfairy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00177931157105386562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eegH3GZCjgo/Sz-71VgrtkI/AAAAAAAAAEE/xe4Uxp9vgjU/S220/hulberts10.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4134/4801752598_9a2c26d427_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>

