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&lt;br&gt;Send to &lt;u&gt; imightcomedown@gmail.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;</description><link>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/yKjJ" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/ykjj" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-227557710002305437</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 18:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-25T19:08:04.835+01:00</atom:updated><title>Top of the 'to do' list? Wind up the parents</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtJORBWaUI/AAAAAAAABnI/k8-L8QWLRQM/s1600-h/to+do+list.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtJORBWaUI/AAAAAAAABnI/k8-L8QWLRQM/s400/to+do+list.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get tongue pierced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tatoo [sic] whole back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shave hair into mohawk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dye tips of hair black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get arms tatooed [sic] - full sleev&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Age 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found this near the computer - she must have been bored with Facebook for a minute or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-227557710002305437?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/nL7JDwQ_VvY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/nL7JDwQ_VvY/top-of-to-do-list-wind-up-parents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtJORBWaUI/AAAAAAAABnI/k8-L8QWLRQM/s72-c/to+do+list.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2009/07/top-of-to-do-list-wind-up-parents.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-4112631584686046369</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jul 2009 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-25T19:03:48.631+01:00</atom:updated><title>World record</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtGkkKyp4I/AAAAAAAABnA/bCHpELTdoMU/s1600-h/newlevel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtGkkKyp4I/AAAAAAAABnA/bCHpELTdoMU/s400/newlevel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not even a note. This is a new level of unlovedness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Age 14&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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We went to work early (as usual) and in a rush. We didn't write the usual note ("Please empty dishwasher and do some of your washing. Tidy room - or else!!!!")&lt;br /&gt;
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July 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-4112631584686046369?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/1HQydERucno" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/1HQydERucno/world-record.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SmtGkkKyp4I/AAAAAAAABnA/bCHpELTdoMU/s72-c/newlevel.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2009/07/world-record.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-2332335707170417487</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 19:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-25T20:06:48.797+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">you owe me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><title>You owe me</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SQNttXv_alI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xnEvWUaUu4w/s1600-h/uome"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SQNttXv_alI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xnEvWUaUu4w/s320/uome" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261169415935715922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aged 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Mum &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U. O. Me £10.00 by Tuesday 2nd December. Plus I never found my 50p so add 50p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ................. agree to this note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ................. agree to this note&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-2332335707170417487?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/sRJGP49AeAY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/sRJGP49AeAY/you-owe-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/SQNttXv_alI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xnEvWUaUu4w/s72-c/uome" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-owe-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-750587011632703660</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 16:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-02T16:46:07.983Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">you are overacting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 8</category><title>'You are overacting'</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R8rYuCMtWeI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qpIOuO_TDwU/s1600-h/tilly+whale+letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R8rYuCMtWeI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qpIOuO_TDwU/s320/tilly+whale+letter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173185407364192738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tilly, aged 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jason and Sacha&lt;br /&gt;I think you are overacting about it all. I woke up this morning and it was in the pool and I was going to put it in the garage like dad said and I was going to take all of the toys out and now you are cross so don’t take it out on people (!) when they have not done what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Live well eat well play well&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love&lt;br /&gt;Tilly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back of the note says:  &lt;/span&gt;PS Jason and Sacha I have not eaten yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The note was written on the morning of us moving house (Tilly was 8), the toy in question is an inflatable whale that is over 6 feet long, and I had asked that all toys were removed the night before and packed together. I awoke at the crack of dawn after 4 hours sleep to discover a menagerie of inflatable animals in the pool, and a removals truck pulling into the drive!  Yes and I hadn’t fed my child yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-750587011632703660?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/10Z8rS4Zjuo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/10Z8rS4Zjuo/tilly-aged-8-to-jason-and-sacha-i-think.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R8rYuCMtWeI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qpIOuO_TDwU/s72-c/tilly+whale+letter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2008/03/tilly-aged-8-to-jason-and-sacha-i-think.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-3783045614443092250</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-29T20:49:53.367Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">idiot</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">earrings</category><title>Legal eagle</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21i7y3VGDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tJ1qEraa6tU/s1600-h/earrings"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21i7y3VGDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tJ1qEraa6tU/s200/earrings" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146878728559990834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21i8i3VGEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/AdPGAnuuh58/s1600-h/earrings2"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21i8i3VGEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/AdPGAnuuh58/s200/earrings2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146878741444892738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mum] owes I [name] £11.00 worth of earrings. She owes this because she put a pair of I's jeans in the washing machine which had her favourite earrings in the pocket. And also a pair of friendship earrings.&lt;br /&gt;Signed ________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd June 2005 Signed&lt;br /&gt;1st June 2005 Written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs C owes her daughter an apology in which she must state that she is an idiot for losing something so precious.&lt;br /&gt;Signed _____________&lt;br /&gt;Signed and sealed 2nd June 2005&lt;br /&gt;Written 1st June 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-3783045614443092250?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/wG8zLHUQFd0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/wG8zLHUQFd0/legal-eagle.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21i7y3VGDI/AAAAAAAAAXs/tJ1qEraa6tU/s72-c/earrings" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/legal-eagle.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-2823535815748261092</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 18:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-27T18:22:04.426Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hamster</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Love-hate</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kYC3VGFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bwP_3gxCnD0/s1600-h/mrsthomas"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kYC3VGFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bwP_3gxCnD0/s400/mrsthomas" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146880313402923090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family&lt;br /&gt;I love my hampster&lt;br /&gt;I love L [sister]'s hamster&lt;br /&gt;I love Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;I love my Aunties&lt;br /&gt;I love my Uncles&lt;br /&gt;I love my cousins&lt;br /&gt;I HATE Mrs Thomas [her teacher]&lt;br /&gt;by [signed]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/08/miss-harris-is-her-teacher.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; for feelings on another teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-2823535815748261092?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/AMAsMG8YTWw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/AMAsMG8YTWw/love-hate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kYC3VGFI/AAAAAAAAAX8/bwP_3gxCnD0/s72-c/mrsthomas" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-hate.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-5664170571036646908</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-24T09:40:09.581Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghosts</category><title>Forbidden topics</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kzS3VGGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/62ex_Nsfrec/s1600-h/ghosts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kzS3VGGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/62ex_Nsfrec/s400/ghosts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146880781554358370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Martha&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in ghosts any more.&lt;br /&gt;You can still write any way but not about ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;From [signed]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-5664170571036646908?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/_TiRsWd5L94" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/_TiRsWd5L94/forbidden-topics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R21kzS3VGGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/62ex_Nsfrec/s72-c/ghosts.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/forbidden-topics.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-3803173920073842106</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-23T08:46:25.971Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad mom</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 4</category><title>The boy's a genius</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R22LUS3VGHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/oryLodI7QZM/s1600-h/badmom_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R22LUS3VGHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/oryLodI7QZM/s320/badmom_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146923129931896946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly contributed by &lt;a href="http://1badmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bad Mom&lt;/a&gt; (check out her blog) who says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My then 4-year old son Mason scrawled this after I had done something apparently quite egregious. Insulted, he sat &amp;amp; wrote BAD MOM on a piece of scratch paper, the O being a face sticking out its tongue, hands on ears . He quietly left it on the desk for me, and I have since kept it attached to a bulletin board above the computer. A reminder of my badness, lest I start to feel like a perfect parent.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-3803173920073842106?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/rBUskU9IEjo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/rBUskU9IEjo/boys-genius.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R22LUS3VGHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/oryLodI7QZM/s72-c/badmom_small.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/boys-genius.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-1466661781587547748</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-22T15:27:28.599Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Age 11</category><title>Sisters</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R20sEi3VGAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/COT_4TCm_Wc/s1600-h/i+hate+you+poem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R20sEi3VGAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/COT_4TCm_Wc/s400/i+hate+you+poem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146818405744318466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hate You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were dead&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I want to cut off your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;You are so selfish&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;You have no feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It goes on  for a whole page but it's a bit too extreme to publish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-1466661781587547748?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/VprFXnQuGjw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/VprFXnQuGjw/sisters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R20sEi3VGAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/COT_4TCm_Wc/s72-c/i+hate+you+poem.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/sisters.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-6616426548212399297</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 19:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-21T19:17:32.547Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pig</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>No porkie pie!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2wQFC3VF_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/jsMhYS-e4PQ/s1600-h/pooing+pig"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2wQFC3VF_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/jsMhYS-e4PQ/s400/pooing+pig" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146506153031964658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Birthday sweets and presents yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maths - I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;For my Birthday I got a pooing pig.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-6616426548212399297?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/yHrpUQ1-cQc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/yHrpUQ1-cQc/no-orkie-pies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2wQFC3VF_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/jsMhYS-e4PQ/s72-c/pooing+pig" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-orkie-pies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-6277229466521194441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-20T18:00:17.625Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">voice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i'm missing mum</category><title>Speechless</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2ppwC3VF-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/m5KQhZO8KwI/s1600-h/voice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146041798347790306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2ppwC3VF-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/m5KQhZO8KwI/s400/voice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age 7 and 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Davy and Nannies&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a nice Birthday Davy?&lt;br /&gt;Did you get our card on time?&lt;br /&gt;What did you do on your Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;We have just got in from school and mummy is making our dinner it is chops.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy didnt go to work today because she wasnt well&lt;br /&gt;she lost her voice on Sunday but it'is back now worst luck&lt;br /&gt;We havent done much so we havent got anything too write about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you soon&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love&lt;br /&gt;G and V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-6277229466521194441?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/NibPQ0ASERg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/NibPQ0ASERg/speechless.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2ppwC3VF-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/m5KQhZO8KwI/s72-c/voice.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/speechless.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-3605661708378839041</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-19T19:59:51.902Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><title>Bedtime blues</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2l3UC3VF9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/OltsH9qWqWs/s1600-h/letter+in+the+lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2l3UC3VF9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/OltsH9qWqWs/s400/letter+in+the+lounge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145775235497531346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mum&lt;br /&gt;I missed you last night.&lt;br /&gt;Please can you come up to me now.&lt;br /&gt;There is a letter in the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;Loads and loads ectectect ectectect&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;ect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-3605661708378839041?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/tBjV6x8g99A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/tBjV6x8g99A/bedtime-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2l3UC3VF9I/AAAAAAAAAW4/OltsH9qWqWs/s72-c/letter+in+the+lounge.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/bedtime-blues.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-19854576859387852</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-17T20:51:03.355Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mum</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>Suppertime blues</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QCzC3VF8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/84ehGUTvEFg/s1600-h/casserole"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QCzC3VF8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/84ehGUTvEFg/s400/casserole" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144239750329472962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mum and Dad&lt;br /&gt;I love you. I love you, Mum. I am sorry about not trying ure casserole and I should have.&lt;br /&gt;Dad, ure so funny and crazy! So great at accents too!&lt;br /&gt;Mum, I can't relax. My chest hurts! Ohh I'm pretty good at using my left hand!&lt;br /&gt;Love you both!&lt;br /&gt;I luv you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-19854576859387852?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/uWuyQ18Ct1s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/uWuyQ18Ct1s/suppertime-blues.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QCzC3VF8I/AAAAAAAAAWs/84ehGUTvEFg/s72-c/casserole" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/suppertime-blues.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-7473777225692474342</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 16:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-18T12:32:33.163Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mum</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>Is handwriting is the window of the soul?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QBUC3VF7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/eKsK65-V8eA/s1600-h/fabulous+mum"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144238118241900466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QBUC3VF7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/eKsK65-V8eA/s400/fabulous+mum" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fabulous Mum,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, and I am so sorry for being horrid!&lt;br /&gt;When is dad coming home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-7473777225692474342?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/O1v2SltOJEM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/O1v2SltOJEM/is-handwriting-is-window-of-soul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2QBUC3VF7I/AAAAAAAAAWk/eKsK65-V8eA/s72-c/fabulous+mum" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-handwriting-is-window-of-soul.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-8472502073656884585</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-16T09:09:08.427Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><title>Dad has a baby? Meet Imelda</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2P-uS3VF6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/hzXwllSs0kc/s1600-h/dad+has+a+baby"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2P-uS3VF6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/hzXwllSs0kc/s400/dad+has+a+baby" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144235270678583202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;This is so random.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Interpretations are invited - just leave a comment. I am especially intrigued by the 'frog shortening' and by the fact that it appears to be to do with 2 men having a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age 9&lt;br /&gt;1 August &lt;/span&gt;Mum makes an announcement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 &lt;/span&gt;Big changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 September&lt;/span&gt; Introducing Imelda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; All about frog shortening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 November &lt;/span&gt;Big trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Dad plays up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 December&lt;/span&gt; Surprise surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Feb&lt;/span&gt; Dad has a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 &lt;/span&gt;Dad plays up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;April B-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Happy familys [sic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imelda - oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;Change nappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Bath her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;Change her cloths [sic]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;Strap her in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;Burp her&lt;br /&gt;by Nick and Dad&lt;br /&gt;List of things for Imelda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-8472502073656884585?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/8PLA2Dcee4o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/8PLA2Dcee4o/dad-has-baby-meet-imelda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2P-uS3VF6I/AAAAAAAAAWc/hzXwllSs0kc/s72-c/dad+has+a+baby" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/dad-has-baby-meet-imelda.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-573096692160802345</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-21T19:18:20.685Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">duke of york</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Age 11</category><title>Grand Old Duke</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2Lc5C3VF5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/FmfH5T6QaBU/s1600-h/duke+of+york"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143916596990121874" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2Lc5C3VF5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/FmfH5T6QaBU/s400/duke+of+york" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Duke of York&lt;br /&gt;Miss G and I feel our friendship is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;We would like to spend some quality time together...&lt;br /&gt;Just me and her for 1 week 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering if this is okay. Is it?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Cruella&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Plus my servants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-573096692160802345?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/UbVYczimy6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/UbVYczimy6U/grand-old-duke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2Lc5C3VF5I/AAAAAAAAAWU/FmfH5T6QaBU/s72-c/duke+of+york" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/grand-old-duke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-4517049765968137512</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 09:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-19T20:01:28.117Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">it's official</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Age 11</category><title>Statement of fact</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KotS3VF4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ad83WB9kiDg/s1600-h/official"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KotS3VF4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ad83WB9kiDg/s320/official" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143859220522014594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mr and Mrs C&lt;br /&gt;It is official. I hate you. Both.&lt;br /&gt;You are horrid.&lt;br /&gt;From [signed]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-4517049765968137512?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/7StKfHfsrZ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/7StKfHfsrZ8/statement-of-fact.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KotS3VF4I/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ad83WB9kiDg/s72-c/official" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/statement-of-fact.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-414052128269429471</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T18:35:00.142Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i love you</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">a gazillion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>Practice makes perfect</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KlTS3VF1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/FIEPbqMwOXo/s1600-h/frenchplaits"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KlTS3VF1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/FIEPbqMwOXo/s320/frenchplaits" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143855475310532434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KoBS3VF3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/wAI0wNvIAQA/s1600-h/snotty"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KoBS3VF3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/wAI0wNvIAQA/s320/snotty" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143858464607770482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;I love you lots and lots. Ida did my hair in two  French plaits. I am listening  to Roald Dhals dirty beasts  on tape. You are probably wondering why I am writing. It is because I love you and I am bored. It ia good for me to write letters as practise.&lt;br /&gt;Roald Dhals dirty beasts are rude but very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always rhyms.&lt;br /&gt;Love from Isobel xxx [etc]&lt;br /&gt;a gazzillion xxx&lt;br /&gt;PTO&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mum and Dad&lt;br /&gt;Do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Love Isobel&lt;br /&gt;A very snooty, snotty little girl that is spoilt and rude.&lt;br /&gt;A very nice kind little girl that is not spoilt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-414052128269429471?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/0-rcY1uLdjA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/0-rcY1uLdjA/practice-makes-perfect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KlTS3VF1I/AAAAAAAAAV0/FIEPbqMwOXo/s72-c/frenchplaits" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/practice-makes-perfect.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-1685109258352901685</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T18:33:06.601Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sorry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><title>Dug in</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KjXS3VF0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/u_8hMpTISbg/s1600-h/not+sorry"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KjXS3VF0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/u_8hMpTISbg/s400/not+sorry" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143853345006753602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear hatefull family.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;If I do you have to let me hav[?] food and [?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-1685109258352901685?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/VQvH7XRmk-I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/VQvH7XRmk-I/dug-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2KjXS3VF0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/u_8hMpTISbg/s72-c/not+sorry" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/dug-in.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-7437776731654259373</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T17:12:17.304Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spiderman was fabulas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 9</category><title>Spidey is a hit</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2FrikC_M9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/UDOvW6eDwGw/s1600-h/spiderman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143510490969748434" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2FrikC_M9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/UDOvW6eDwGw/s400/spiderman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spiderman review, age 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty good for what I saw&lt;br /&gt;actually it was exelent.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful fake crying&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman's costume is fab.&lt;br /&gt;The graphics were brilliant&lt;br /&gt;The music was fabulas&lt;br /&gt;infact even better than fabulas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-7437776731654259373?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/x6SZeLrBu-4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/x6SZeLrBu-4/spidey-is-hit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R2FrikC_M9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/UDOvW6eDwGw/s72-c/spiderman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/spidey-is-hit.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-5188871348000590017</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 11:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T17:12:52.090Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">you smell</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hangman</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mobile phone</category><title>So sophisticated. Yet not.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R1_Hb7nGGuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2ZW6AZcJV0w/s1600-h/hangman"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R1_Hb7nGGuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2ZW6AZcJV0w/s400/hangman" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143048582152461026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Found in a notebook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-5188871348000590017?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/wkKE1NiOH_o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/wkKE1NiOH_o/so-sophisticated-yet-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/R1_Hb7nGGuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2ZW6AZcJV0w/s72-c/hangman" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-sophisticated-yet-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-3061530303931261799</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T17:13:34.743Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i do have lice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>Creepy crawlies</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Ry95ta0RUnI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ms-WXwAyQc/s1600-h/Tilly+Nits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Ry95ta0RUnI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ms-WXwAyQc/s320/Tilly+Nits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129452321797919346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love Tilly&lt;br /&gt;dear mum&lt;br /&gt;I do have lice&lt;br /&gt;I found a mum and lots of eggs&lt;br /&gt;I need to get d-lowsed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-3061530303931261799?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/9iONNMaVVdU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/9iONNMaVVdU/creepy-crawlies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Ry95ta0RUnI/AAAAAAAAASg/9ms-WXwAyQc/s72-c/Tilly+Nits.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/11/creepy-crawlies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-212420134712394966</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 12:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-28T15:52:52.888+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happy and good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Age 11</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Love letter</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuFCieTLcNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PIrGhqsb-gU/s1600-h/happyandgood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuFCieTLcNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PIrGhqsb-gU/s320/happyandgood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107436612431343826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aged 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Dear Mum and Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I love you, you are fabulous, both of you. I love you, Dad, Mum, when you smile, laugh eat or drink, talk or write, it is like the sun comes up, the rain stops, the trees are in full bloom, the flowers too. There are plates of the best food ever, in piles. Every one is happy. It makes me laugh, smile, eat, drink, talk, write too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one main message to this letter. I honestly, truly, [w]holey, love you! So much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Everything is happy and good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Lots of love, so much love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Tonnes of love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx [etc]&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-212420134712394966?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/tShtt6B_uVA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/tShtt6B_uVA/love-letter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuFCieTLcNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/PIrGhqsb-gU/s72-c/happyandgood.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-letter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-456836056028704354</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T17:15:02.571Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">it's on the day of my great uncle's funeral</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">limo party</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">age 10</category><title>That's all right then</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuAtg-TLcMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7CUsfkfgQHM/s1600-h/limo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107132021940646082" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuAtg-TLcMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7CUsfkfgQHM/s320/limo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Age 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;To Maddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Re: Limo Party 29th January 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I can come! It is on the day of my Great Uncle Hughe's Funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-456836056028704354?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/vmszGS28lrg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/vmszGS28lrg/thats-all-right-then.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/RuAtg-TLcMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/7CUsfkfgQHM/s72-c/limo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/09/thats-all-right-then.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-855197524484482598.post-1092412305956734559</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 17:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-14T18:32:24.079Z</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sorry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Age 11</category><title>I have my reasons</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Rt5zWuTLcKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/j5JSG6ytro8/s1600-h/lodgings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106645861707509922" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Rt5zWuTLcKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/j5JSG6ytro8/s320/lodgings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Aged 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dear Mr and Mrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am writing to apologise for my behavior on the night of Wednesday the eigth [sic]. You see, I have my reasons. My homework (forgotten) was of the Design Technology sort and Mrs F (my DT teacher) is a favorite of mine, so I like to do her homework. It was very unorganised and silly of me to do this. I am ever so sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I will try to control my behavior and not let my behavior disrupt these lodgings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Yours Faithfully&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter and neighbour&lt;/span&gt; [signed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/855197524484482598-1092412305956734559?l=imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~4/nPGT0sMaVzY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/yKjJ/~3/nPGT0sMaVzY/i-have-my-reasons.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bathsheba)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bDsoGiivJ7Y/Rt5zWuTLcKI/AAAAAAAAAPs/j5JSG6ytro8/s72-c/lodgings.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://imightcomedownformeals.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-my-reasons.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

