<?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-5997349281148447011</id><updated>2024-10-05T05:03:41.244+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur S. Creek Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Take a book on your vacation!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arthur S. Creek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09111238296730988041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVOyPxPdvDtc_LMGYkvEpOEPteP2jKmqhkV85Thtdu2Tybk1hSstWWqesBOT9QeD8YfRjXtWzZKQCs5VjzRwYpSZIdSxfpVYBnlfUoJxSoVliAu6p_BFri-Ff1LopOQ/s220/my_photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5997349281148447011.post-3305295667696846508</id><published>2014-02-07T12:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2014-02-07T12:50:32.005+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">
I remember the first time when I found out about playing bridge. I&#39;ve read about it in the books of Agatha Christie. She used to mention this game in her books many times. I had no possibilities to learn this game in my native town and internet was not such powerful as it is now. I met bridge for first time then I was 18. I&#39;ll never forget that impression. Yes, it was hard to understand, yes, it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/feeds/3305295667696846508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2014/02/i-remember-first-time-when-i-found-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/3305295667696846508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/3305295667696846508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2014/02/i-remember-first-time-when-i-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur S. Creek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09111238296730988041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVOyPxPdvDtc_LMGYkvEpOEPteP2jKmqhkV85Thtdu2Tybk1hSstWWqesBOT9QeD8YfRjXtWzZKQCs5VjzRwYpSZIdSxfpVYBnlfUoJxSoVliAu6p_BFri-Ff1LopOQ/s220/my_photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCZYLG2Hk-o6rO9gX1lRdFD2nQ2CgzZc8KSd0e7NCXYmGlsxPIvcAzHpt1Lg_v6ubvFJB9bjP7-2IpmPa3Qg4jcmeM7W2EvSrcryGN-uJ9ivUxObpGl5Mu_rGgvTthXmTcZJ8dt-nd4vM/s72-c/virselis_bridzui4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5997349281148447011.post-7937924359569175683</id><published>2013-07-10T10:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2013-07-10T10:34:39.097+03:00</updated><title type='text'>This story inspires me. (dated 1302 )</title><summary type="text">
The story



&quot;In ancient times there existed in the country of Serendippo, in the Far East, a great and powerful king by the name of Giaffer. He had three sons who were very dear to him. And being a good father and very concerned about their education, he decided that he had to leave them endowed not only with great power, but also with all kinds of virtues of which princes are particularly in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/feeds/7937924359569175683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2013/07/this-story-inspires-me-dated-1302.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/7937924359569175683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/7937924359569175683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2013/07/this-story-inspires-me-dated-1302.html' title='This story inspires me. (dated 1302 )'/><author><name>Arthur S. Creek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09111238296730988041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVOyPxPdvDtc_LMGYkvEpOEPteP2jKmqhkV85Thtdu2Tybk1hSstWWqesBOT9QeD8YfRjXtWzZKQCs5VjzRwYpSZIdSxfpVYBnlfUoJxSoVliAu6p_BFri-Ff1LopOQ/s220/my_photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5997349281148447011.post-2361743421292265438</id><published>2013-04-30T15:44:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2013-07-12T11:26:39.750+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">


QUEEN&#39;S FOOTSTEPS.



Agatha Christie once said, &quot;I can not believe people read books for scenes of violence.&quot; A.&amp;nbsp;Christie&amp;nbsp;was one of those people who evaluated the mind. This is how she wrote: a lot, interesting and, it can be said, cheerfully. Therefore, she has become a detective queen.


I have the impression that today&#39;s writers feel an obligation to include at least one scene </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/feeds/2361743421292265438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2013/04/queens-footsteps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/2361743421292265438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/2361743421292265438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2013/04/queens-footsteps.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur S. Creek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09111238296730988041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVOyPxPdvDtc_LMGYkvEpOEPteP2jKmqhkV85Thtdu2Tybk1hSstWWqesBOT9QeD8YfRjXtWzZKQCs5VjzRwYpSZIdSxfpVYBnlfUoJxSoVliAu6p_BFri-Ff1LopOQ/s220/my_photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Nl9KxHDwqgqJp4j1nlhpMovBfXYyjucU9WzhcCynSASUh7zOQnKOeL0L3GtPOkQkI7n-VKWxgaw5E_FW54ek2SOdWp6AykEr-giYYLgfpgoeVPDStch5zHE4TSUR9cLjX68K37XuWek/s72-c/angliskasm.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5997349281148447011.post-6818195696018224823</id><published>2012-10-01T13:52:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2013-09-09T16:49:30.993+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type="text">

THE MYSTERIOUS INCIDENT IN FOLS



&quot;Terribly trampled,&quot; this was Bolt’s commentary about the scene of the incident.

The Fols police officer was seriously frightened:

&quot;What should we do now, sir?&quot;

&quot;Tell me everything from the beginning,&quot; said Bolt and prepared to listen.

&quot;Well, as you know, there was a robbery in the Clay Trading administrative building. The important factor is that the safe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/feeds/6818195696018224823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-mysterious-incident-in-fols_13.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/6818195696018224823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5997349281148447011/posts/default/6818195696018224823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ascreek.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-mysterious-incident-in-fols_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur S. Creek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09111238296730988041</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVVOyPxPdvDtc_LMGYkvEpOEPteP2jKmqhkV85Thtdu2Tybk1hSstWWqesBOT9QeD8YfRjXtWzZKQCs5VjzRwYpSZIdSxfpVYBnlfUoJxSoVliAu6p_BFri-Ff1LopOQ/s220/my_photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>