<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31425061</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2024 03:17:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Smell Of Eleven Men</title><description>This is about nothing and everything. Who knows? I might talk about being a dad a lot, &#39;cause I am and it&#39;s great. I might tell you about life here in London town, where I live. I might rant and rave about the news. Let&#39;s see where it takes me.</description><link>http://wandlecax.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (DadBlogger)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31425061.post-115343368879170835</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-20T23:22:59.616+01:00</atom:updated><title>The first post.</title><atom:summary type="text">I need to get it off my chest. It&#39;s hot, and (being a Brit) one has to moan and groan about it a bit. I think I have just cause -- I have fair skin which makes me look silly and pink in this weather, my grass is a lovely golden brown and my sixteen month old daughter wakes up every night crying in response to her discomfort. The ensuing lack of sleep causes me to wake up every morning crying in </atom:summary><link>http://wandlecax.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (DadBlogger)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>