<?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:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614</id><updated>2010-03-07T12:57:56.629Z</updated><title type='text'>Cookies World</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Nothing that has meaning is easy"&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feeds.feedburner.com/johncooke/EdtE'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>921</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1580369515197888668</id><published>2010-03-07T12:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T12:57:56.643Z</updated><title type='text'>This blog has moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;       This blog is now located at http://blog.johncooke.info/.&lt;br /&gt;       You will be automatically redirected in 30 seconds, or you may click &lt;a href='http://blog.johncooke.info/'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       For feed subscribers, please update your feed subscriptions to&lt;br /&gt;       http://blog.johncooke.info/feeds/posts/default.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1580369515197888668?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1580369515197888668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1580369515197888668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1580369515197888668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1580369515197888668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/03/this-blog-has-moved.html' title='This blog has moved'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-2301353396019280524</id><published>2010-02-24T16:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:46:20.073Z</updated><title type='text'>Showdown</title><content type='html'>Who knew but there is an &lt;a href="http://www.iso.org/iso/currency_codes_list-1"&gt;ISO standard list for currency codes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-2301353396019280524?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/2301353396019280524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=2301353396019280524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/2301353396019280524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/2301353396019280524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/showdown.html' title='Showdown'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1895115320284961905</id><published>2010-02-23T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:45:04.415Z</updated><title type='text'>Most Dangerous foods....</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/completelist/0,29569,1967235,00.html"&gt;Time Magazine&lt;/a&gt; Hot dogs are pretty dangerous to Children under 10, however my personal favorite is leef greens. Despite whate vegitarians preech that only meet contains harmful bacteria and viri leaf greens can give you Nirovirus, E Coli and salmonella, though this is only is improperly handeled or stored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1895115320284961905?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1895115320284961905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1895115320284961905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1895115320284961905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1895115320284961905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/most-dangerous-foods.html' title='Most Dangerous foods....'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1996027085157630351</id><published>2010-02-22T11:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:51:06.621Z</updated><title type='text'>More from Big Brother</title><content type='html'>Who knew that &lt;a href="http://www.defra.gov.uk/"&gt;DEFRA&lt;/a&gt; supported such projects of &lt;a href="http://www.wfmradio.org"&gt;Wythenshawe FM&lt;/a&gt;? &lt;a href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/2010/02/19/eco_astroturf/"&gt;The Register has a story&lt;/a&gt; about how DEFRA spent &amp;pound;8m over two years to civic society groups if they spread the correct message about Global Warming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1996027085157630351?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1996027085157630351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1996027085157630351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1996027085157630351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1996027085157630351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/more-from-big-brother.html' title='More from Big Brother'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-5047128998435121468</id><published>2010-02-21T11:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:15:04.369Z</updated><title type='text'>Halcyon</title><content type='html'>Dropped Kath off at the airport this morning. It had decided to snow overnight, I opened the door at 5 this morning to see the road [and the car] covered in snow. At times like this I wish Kath could fly from Manchester rather than Liverpool. It was still snowing as we drove the M56 was terrible, especially past the M6 junction snow covered all the carriageways.&lt;br /&gt;Her flight was at 7.05, fortunately we had done the web check in the night before and her flight was slightly delayed otherwise would have missed it. I tried the M62 on the way back. The road surface was slightly better but it was still murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a great few days together, Kath arrived on Thursday. We went round to my parents to say hello and take Storm for a Walk. In the evening we had a meal at my house, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went out and did some shopping, and had a walk around Stockport. Martin and Charlotte had invited us and Mark and Joe round for a meal. Charlotte cooked white fish wrapped in bacon, which sounded a bit of an odd choice but was really tasty. There were multifarious conversation as we went from Religion to Marriage, Martin and Charlotte Married life, Joe and Mark&amp;#39;s upcoming wedding. Mark Martin and I had a good laugh about Slayradio, and geeky stuff. Everyone was nice lovely to Kath, she told me that she really felt at home, especially when Martin said she was one of the family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had a lazy day at home, though I did have a few tasks to do. The weather was good so I washed the car, and in doing so realised one of my drains was blocked. Fortunately I was able to clear it myself though the smell was something else. After cleaning we had a quick trip into Wilmslow for some shopping, we went to Waitrose and bought some nice things for lunch. After that we spent the afternoon enjoying each others company. I made Chilli for dinner with chorizo, it was really tasty, as was the wine Kath chose to go with it. After dinner we had a cuddle on the sofa, was great just to be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath just phoned me from the plain, they haven&amp;#39;t left the UK yet, still sat at Liverpool airport waiting for a takeoff slot, it may be some time. I heard on the news that Manchester airport has one runway closed due to the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-5047128998435121468?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/5047128998435121468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=5047128998435121468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5047128998435121468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5047128998435121468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/halcyon.html' title='Halcyon'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-16242407010935892</id><published>2010-02-16T12:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:45:17.297Z</updated><title type='text'>Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/695/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/spirit.png" alt="spirit"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-16242407010935892?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/16242407010935892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=16242407010935892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/16242407010935892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/16242407010935892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/spirit.html' title='Spirit'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-5261671258178199566</id><published>2010-02-14T14:31:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:36:38.433Z</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I sent Kath some flowers for Valentines day, the florist did a great job and she was really pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Had a nice chat with Kath via &lt;a href="http://www.skype.com/"&gt;skype&lt;/a&gt;, paid some bills and ironed my shirts. &lt;br /&gt;I went shopping to &lt;a href="http://www.waitrosedeliver.com/"&gt;Waitroise&lt;/a&gt;, I love their essentials, a bit more expensive than &lt;a href="http://www.tesco.co.uk/"&gt;Tesco&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.sainsburys.co.uk/"&gt;Sainsburys&lt;/a&gt; essentials stuff, and good quality, so great value for the money. I did also manage to go to Sainsburys, got my recycling done there. I also got t witness the power of Advertising; I bought some beer, took me a while to decide which offer was the best. They had a box of 12 330ml bottle for £13.68 which works out a £3.45/ltr, then there was an offer on two packs of 4 330ml bottles for £8, which comes in at £3.30/ltr (though the price per litre wasn't marked had to use the calculator on the Blackberry). Finally they had £ 2.09/bottle which was the cheapest option at £3.17/ltr. Cunningly they omitted the price per litre from the offer and on some of the items they marked the price per pint making it very difficult to compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents invited me for dinner at their house, they made &lt;a href="http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/5032/beef-bourguignon"&gt;beef bourguignon&lt;/a&gt; it was delicious. After dinner we sat and had a nice chat by the fire. I miss the fireplace, there is nothing quite like an open fire on a cold winters day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I went round to see Chief, he is preparing to move out of his apartment in Manchester to join&amp;nbsp;his girlfriend&amp;nbsp;in London. Its the end of an era really all the happy nights playing Wii with them, and partying at Abito. We had a chat drank some tea, he has got himself an IPhone and I showed him the awesome Remote app to control Itunes from his Iphone. I also managed to get his flip camera videos working on his Mac book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving home I felt a sense of loss, someone else moving away unless things change for me I don't imagine very many London trips, not on the current budget anyway. Feel a bit depressed this week, work has been awful, and no end in sight, anyone know of any programming roles give me a shout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-7406258608324885631?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/7406258608324885631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=7406258608324885631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7406258608324885631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7406258608324885631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/in-backseat.html' title='In the Backseat'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1049908025421960275</id><published>2010-02-12T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:33:27.342Z</updated><title type='text'>Mega Shark versus physics</title><content type='html'>I love the humours appliance of science, so I simply love &lt;a href="http://staubman.com/blog/?p=67"&gt;this infographic&lt;/a&gt;. While not quite as fast as Thrust SSC&amp;#39;s 1228 km/h Mega shark would have needed to reach just over 700 km/h to gain the height necessary to take out a plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I16_8l0yS-g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I16_8l0yS-g&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1049908025421960275?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1049908025421960275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1049908025421960275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1049908025421960275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1049908025421960275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/mega-shark-versus-physics.html' title='Mega Shark versus physics'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-8423342512369839544</id><published>2010-02-11T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T23:15:29.195Z</updated><title type='text'>Love cats</title><content type='html'>I used to think it was a pain that there are no direct flights from Manchester Airport to Warsaw, maybe its not so bad after all. Given that aircraft controllers have had to &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/manchester/8509554.stm"&gt;change procedures&lt;/a&gt; after not one but two collisions by aircraft while Taxiing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately Kath will arrive to Liverpool Airport where hopefully the air traffic controllers can direct the traffic. Only a week now I cant wait to see her. Martin and Charlotte have invited us for dinner next Friday, which should be a nice evening out. I think Endo and Jo will be there too so it will be a nice opportunity for them to meet Kath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nice for me to get out too, I haven&amp;#39;t been getting out very often. A lack of money, and time seems to leave me mostly home watching TV. I really need to start looking for a lodger to help cover some of the bills, or a raise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-8423342512369839544?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/8423342512369839544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=8423342512369839544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8423342512369839544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8423342512369839544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/love-cats.html' title='Love cats'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-4313897082357021945</id><published>2010-02-04T14:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-04T14:53:32.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Kaboom</title><content type='html'>Coast Guard &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/8497736.stm"&gt;footage shows a massive plume&lt;/a&gt; of water rising out of the sea on Wednesday, near the Japanese island of Iwo Jima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-4313897082357021945?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/4313897082357021945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=4313897082357021945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/4313897082357021945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/4313897082357021945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/kaboom.html' title='Kaboom'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-7928370693111603721</id><published>2010-02-03T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T10:57:41.392Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Blackstar</title><content type='html'>After nearly 7 years of blogging it looks like I am going to have to find a new home for Cookies world. Google/Blogger have &lt;a href="http://buzz.blogger.com/2010/01/important-note-to-ftp-users.html"&gt;decided&lt;/a&gt; to shut down &lt;a href="http://www.theregister.co.uk/2010/02/03/google_bloggers_ends_ftp"&gt;ftp publishing of blogs&lt;/a&gt;. That leaves me having to relocate to Google servers, or migrate to one of the many other blogging products like &lt;a href="http://wordpress.org/"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.joomla.org/"&gt;Joomla&lt;/a&gt; which I can host &lt;a href="http://www.server-room.co.uk"&gt;myself&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-7928370693111603721?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/7928370693111603721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=7928370693111603721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7928370693111603721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7928370693111603721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/blackstar.html' title='Blackstar'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-7157593607754054472</id><published>2010-02-01T23:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:26:19.422Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><title type='text'>Sweet disposition</title><content type='html'>I was reading the Daily WTF earlier today and found &lt;a href="http://thedailywtf.com/Articles/Else-where.aspx"&gt;this story&lt;/a&gt;. It is quite interesting for any who programs, a lot of the comments are based on the premise the the coder didn&amp;#39;t seem to know about else if or switch. In Business Basic the terrible old language I am forced to use there is no else if or switch case, so tricks like this are unnervingly common!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-7157593607754054472?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/7157593607754054472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=7157593607754054472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7157593607754054472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/7157593607754054472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/02/sweet-disposition.html' title='Sweet disposition'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1646470570935446514</id><published>2010-01-31T21:34:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:38:09.768Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I met up with Nick, Gilly, Ian and Bruce, we went to the John Millington for  drink. We didn&amp;#39;t stay there long though after 10 minutes stood being ignored at the bar we decided to decamp to the Governors house for a few drinks. Managed to get served quickly there, though the Neil Diamond impersonator wasn&amp;#39;t doing much for the atmosphere, we did however manage to bad a table near the back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick left round closing time giving us a lift into Bramhall to continue drinking at Beluga then Nappa. It was pretty dead but we had a goo old chat about life the universe and everything else inebriated people talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt awful this morning, nights out with Ian and Gilly do that. I looked out of the window to find everywhere covered in Snow. I tried to pull myself together as my dad was coming round to help me finish the spare room. Just got the curtains to hang up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pick up something from my parents, they were out but Storm was crazy so I took him out for a walk. It was  really clear and cold playing catch, we both enjoyed it. Afterwards I went and rejoined total fitness. They had a promotion 14 months for &amp;pound;345, which seemed like a great deal to me. I went swimming and sitting in the sauna finally cured my hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home and made myself tuna steak with a baked potato, asparagus and salad. I even made a lemon chilli drizzle to go on it and I am proud to say I even impressed myself. I sent Kath a picture (she likes to make sure I am not just eating junk food) and she was really impressed. It is amazing really I never much cooked for myself when I was living with my parents, but I have found there are loads of healthy, tasty things that can be made really quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1646470570935446514?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1646470570935446514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1646470570935446514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1646470570935446514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1646470570935446514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/last-night-i-met-up-with-nick-gilly-ian.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-8306284556990996410</id><published>2010-01-21T17:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:12:43.155Z</updated><title type='text'>Safe from harm</title><content type='html'>I always wondered why it took GPS devices so long to acquire a signal given a clear sky, maybe it has something to do with the extremely poor definition of the protocol as described &lt;a href="http://esr.ibiblio.org/?p=801"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; I was speechless :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-8306284556990996410?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/8306284556990996410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=8306284556990996410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8306284556990996410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8306284556990996410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/safe-from-harm.html' title='Safe from harm'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-5801760470780110146</id><published>2010-01-21T00:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:19:30.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss Kath, evenings feel empty without her around and its not a nice eating alone. Fortunately last night Martina came round to keep me company. I tried to make &lt;a href="http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/1422/spiced-rice-with-prawns"&gt;Spiced rice with prawns&lt;/a&gt; [NB without the bacon as Martina is a vegetarian]. It turned out pretty tasty though I think we ended up putting in too much curry paste so ended up more like a Chinese / Indian fusion food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we had a chat and a catch up, she told me about her trip to Scotland and her recent relationship. I told her about Kath&amp;#39;s new job and moaned about mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening I went to B&amp;amp;Q with my dad to get the 10% discount on a few bits I needed. I havent really done any decorating since moving in, working and day to day life seem to eat all my spare time. Saying that I have spent the last few hours watching Pulp Fiction. I really love this film, its clever well acted well scripted pretty much everything I could ever want in a film. I cant believe it was released in 94 I doubt Avatar will be anything more than a curio in 16 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-5801760470780110146?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/5801760470780110146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=5801760470780110146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5801760470780110146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5801760470780110146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/i-miss-kath-evenings-feel-empty-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-8836928946157751080</id><published>2010-01-17T01:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:46:47.455Z</updated><title type='text'>If I Had a Heart</title><content type='html'>Following last nights shenanigans I had a very lazy morning basically not moving from my bed until afternoon. To compensate when I finally got my act together I decided to do some cleaning and get the kitchen a good going over. Stainless steel looks great when its clean, not so good covered in dirty marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoke to Jo, he was asking me some advice on ow to get his tv working post digital switchover. I found him a cable to fix up his old NTL box upstairs. He and Holly were taking a trip to Ikea which was great for me as I was able to get them to pick me up a laundry basket and a side table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went round to Bruces this evening, we upgraded the &lt;a href="http://www.server-room.co.uk"&gt;Server room&lt;/a&gt; to the latest version of &lt;a href="http://isp-control.net/"&gt;ISPcp&lt;/a&gt;. It went fairly painlessly except for one heart stopping moment where the upgrade failed. Fortunately we were able to work out that in editing one of the files I had inserted a misspelling which stopped Apache from restarting. It is now all up and running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-8836928946157751080?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/8836928946157751080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=8836928946157751080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8836928946157751080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8836928946157751080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/if-i-had-heart.html' title='If I Had a Heart'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-9049989188579913017</id><published>2010-01-16T12:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:45:51.989Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nights Out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got the train to Manchester to go to the desperately seeking Alex event. I did not know what to expect, it promised fabulous evening of poetry performances and open mic, musicians, burlesque dancers, classical quartet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived to find a very packed green room, having missed the string quartet in time for the poetry reading / open mic. I found some of the poetry hard going, I can appreciate the clever writing, but some of its was a bit too arty for me, I suppose that I am just a philistine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood and had a chat to a few people including Holly back from her backpacking adventures. Unfortunately it transpired one of her friends contracted &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dengue_fever"&gt;Dehghi fever&lt;/a&gt; which had rather coloured the last part of her trip. Hopefully her friend will recover soon and then I suppose the she can focus more on the good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul, Righni, Jo and Ian were to play with a Gypsy&amp;#39;s playground revival gig as part of the show. Paul looked very tense as they were getting ready, and sounded surprisingly nervous talking to the crowd. Fortunately as they kicked into a version of old school which was awesome. They also played another funky number, which I didn&amp;#39;t get the name of but was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it was all in a good cause we felt hot and crowded so we decided to move on to another bar. Paul, Ian, Myself Dave, Claire, Paul Righini, Danny and Nick headed to Space. We sat and had a couple of drinks before heading to the the Bridge. Nick gave us a lift there before heading off home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After warming up in the Bridge we headed to Mojo by which time I was already feeling a little drunk. Someone had the idea to move to corridor which we did, it was nearly empty, I think we were going to leave but Dan had already bought a drink and got a bit stressed. So we stayed had a few more drinks before finally getting a cab home. The cab ride was amusing we were one too many so Woller sat on the floor trying to look inconspicuous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-9049989188579913017?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/9049989188579913017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=9049989188579913017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/9049989188579913017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/9049989188579913017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/i-got-train-to-manchester-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-520166697032318059</id><published>2010-01-15T00:39:00.042Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T14:12:44.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>Since starting the new year work has been crazy. I feel like I just spend my life fighting fires, figuratively speaking. I feel like I am lost at sea most of the time, no matter how hard I work there is always something else, some shifting priority or new task, I just feel tired and de motivated. Due a general lack of foresight I ended up having to work well into the evening several night this week which was especially annoying tonight as I had arranged to meet up with Ian, Paul and Dan for a quiet drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to get out of the house on time just to pick up Ian and Paul just after 9. After wishing each other a happy new year we crawled through the ice to Bramhall where Dan was waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a sit and a chat, Dan was telling us about his new romantic interest. Paul told me an interesting story along the 7 degrees of separation scenario. The previous boy friend to my ex girlfriend Jenny, was Robert Bud. He also used to go out with Paul&amp;#39;s sister and is now married to the first girl Ian kissed (which ironically was in Paul&amp;#39;s house about the same time he would have been going out with Louise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also got to talking about holidays and raised the potential for a boys excursion to Amsterdam. Sounds like fun, just no Pedalo adventures after Ian&amp;#39;s experience I would give that one a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan was in a very boisterous mood pleased about his new relationship, upcoming kitchen installation, and impending bonus. It did feel a little like his exuberance was spilling into arrogance though, and I don&amp;#39;t think Paul was impressed with the number of digs he made at him, I do think sometimes he goes too far, I was really getting worried when he broke into a rant about the life Paul is lead. I think that he doesn&amp;#39;t realise how angry Paul was getting, empathy is not one of his strong points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a nice evening, I enjoy their company and our meet ups seem to be fewer and farther between. Fortunately tomorrow we are going to Manchester, Gyspys Playground at playing at the &lt;a href="http://andreawren.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341c0e7053ef012876b373bf970c-320wi"&gt;Desperately seeking Alex&lt;/a&gt; event so I&amp;#39;ll watch that then go for a few drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-520166697032318059?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/520166697032318059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=520166697032318059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/520166697032318059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/520166697032318059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-6680166576266738583</id><published>2010-01-14T00:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:15:04.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phil managed to get to the Woodford British legion and book the &lt;a href="http://www.ejectedbrass.co.uk/e107_plugins/forum/forum_viewtopic.php?609.0"&gt;next Lan&lt;/a&gt;, it will be number 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the pub tonight with Nick. We had some documents to exchange and after that went to the bulls head. We were chatting and realised it 6 years since we went to Mile and Alis wedding. I haven&amp;#39;t spoken to either of them in such a long time either. Amazing how quickly time has flown. So much has changed yet somehow so much is still the same for me. I guess I like a certain amount of stability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath sent me a couple of recipies to try, &lt;a href="http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/13134/quick-bean-and-chorizo-chilli?utm_source=newsletter164&amp;utm_medium=email&amp;utm_campaign=ongoing"&gt;a chilli&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bbcgoodfood.com/recipes/2016/chicken-tikka-wraps"&gt;a wrap&lt;/a&gt;. They both look great I cannot wait to try them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-6680166576266738583?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/6680166576266738583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=6680166576266738583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/6680166576266738583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/6680166576266738583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/phil-managed-to-get-to-woodford-british.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-4822750923272109006</id><published>2010-01-13T00:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:24:53.853Z</updated><title type='text'>Mercury</title><content type='html'>Work is crazy at the moment, it is really sapping my energy and making me feel pretty down. If it wasn&amp;#39;t for Kath I think I would go crazy. I cant wait to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since moving out I have been trying to teach myself to cook. In fact I have prepared the majority of meals since movnig out. Including make sandwiches for lunch (a great way to save money as well). It has been very empowering to be able to prepare and enjoy tasty home made food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made a bacon mushroom and tomato pasta dish using up a load of leftovers. It was very tasty. I would like to improve a bit more then maybe I can host a dinner party or two in the not so distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo came round this evening, we had a chat and a Left for Dead 2 session, its nice and relaxing slaughtering zombies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put up my curtains, they actually belonged to the previous owner and were very dirty but fortunately a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.harryberger.com"&gt;Harry Berger&lt;/a&gt; has brought them up really clean and nice. They seem to hold the heat in pretty well too. I also found out that they can dye the set from the spare room for me to fit in better with the new d&amp;eacute;cor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-4822750923272109006?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/4822750923272109006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=4822750923272109006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/4822750923272109006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/4822750923272109006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/mercury.html' title='Mercury'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1481973697335896471</id><published>2010-01-11T23:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:08:46.322Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nights Out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nights In'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Counterpoint</title><content type='html'>I got back from Poland on Monday, pretty lucky really as the big freeze started Tuesday I don&amp;#39;t think I would have made it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an amazing trip and met so many new people. Starting at Warsaw airport I met Kaths friend Mike (Goofy) who was kind enough to Pick me up from the airport. I was so nice to see Kath again. It took about 3 hours to drive from Warsaw to Bia&amp;#322;ystok, we chatted about many things. The drive was a bit longer because we got a bit turned around on the way out of Warsaw and we had to stop for fuel. During the drive I got a chance to look out at a lot of snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Kath apartment I got to meet her family, including her Mum, Sister, Brother and Grandmother. Kath myself, her brother and sister ate a nice dinner of brie and chorizo toasts with salad. After which we headed to bed, I felt tired after travelling, it was great to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day in Poland, Kath had to go to her work to pick up some documents. After which we took a walk through a nearby park and around &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/sets/72157622982614401/"&gt;Bia&amp;#322;ystok zoo&lt;/a&gt;. Probably the smallest Zoo in the world certainly the smallest I have been to, but then it was free and I did get too see bison and a Polish horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty cold walking around so we went into a Pizzeria for a coffee and a ricotta cake. Then it was off to do the food shopping round two of Bia&amp;#322;ystok&amp;#39;s malls. Like every other mall I have ever been in apart from the Polish writing you could be anywhere similar shops, brands. In the evening it was a big family dinner at Kath&amp;#39;s house. I met her cousins, aunt, and uncle. We ate a lot of food, including herring, and a sort of cabbage stew with pork sausage called Bigos, soup called Flaki, baked meat olives, pickles, we drank some vodka and fruit juice. Like the people I met in Belarus the Poles don&amp;#39;t mix the Vodka into the fruit juice, rather we drank shots neat then washed it down with a sip of juice. Everyone was very nice but it was a bit overwhelming and not for the first time I wished I could understand some Polish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal Kath her brother and cousins &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/sets/72157622982610381/"&gt;went out for drinks&lt;/a&gt;, meeting up with her other friends at a bar called Rejs. Kath&amp;#39;s brother got quite drunk which was very amusing. Also there was Kath&amp;#39;s other cousin Agnes, Goofy and his girlfriend Ela and Kath&amp;#39;s friends Sylvia and Wojtek. It was a farewell for Agnes too as she was about to leave for university in Tallinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was New Years eve, Kath and I would be spending the evening at her friends finances parental home. Before that though we had to prepare some food for the evening. We made turkey wrapped in ham stuffed with mozzarella. Kath&amp;#39;s friend Mike was going to pick us up and take us to the party, but before that we managed to sneak out for a coffee together at a lovely coffee at a little coffee shop near her apartment. It was wonderful to have some alone time sitting drinking wonderful coffee and eating a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike picked us up about 14.30 and after a short stop to pick up some beer and Caroline&amp;#39;s friends and college Magda we were on our way to Monki. Mikes girlfriend Caroline greeted my at the door saying "Welcome to Poland fucking cold isn&amp;#39;t it". We then met Caroline&amp;#39;s Mum a very happy woman who didn&amp;#39;t seem to mind her house being invaded at all :) Apparently the trick to drinking Vodka is to intersperse drinking with eating food like Bigus. Everyone prepared some food and while we waited for Goofy, Ela, Sylvia and Wojtek we prepared the table. We had a beer and a chat, Mike told me I had a phone which was a call a cue to start drinking vodka. We were waiting for the other Mike aka goofy to arrive, he was slightly delayed as he had to stop off and buy tampons for Kath! The Caroline talked good Mike into going out to buy tights and to pick up her dress.  Goofy arrived with his dog and another guy Paul aka the Goat. He also brought his home improved Vodka mixed with black current. I drank and ate and chatted, and drank, laughing taking &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/sets/72157623114387562/"&gt;photos of each other&lt;/a&gt;. Our food went down really well with everyone the turkeys disappeared quickly while Wojtek made short work of the salad. The cuisine here was a mix of traditional Russian, Ukrainian and Belarussian cuisine after midnight we had &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potato_babka"&gt;Potato Babka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the initial eating Wojtek played some Russian songs and the girls were dancing, while I drank some more Vodka, the Mike&amp;#39;s determined that I would get a taste! The gin we brought with us ended up going spare;unfortunately by 11 drinking from 6 was taking its toll so I had to go have a lie down for a few minutes. Fortunately a power nap was refreshing enough to get me up in time to see in New Years Eve, stood on the porch watching fireworks and drinking sparkling wine. Kath and I cuddled and watched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the evening was a bit of a blur until we headed to sleep, we were just drifting off when I very drunk Mike appeared and warned me to watch my back in case I got "a big dick and balls in my ass", I think it was his way of saying Happy new year! Fortunately I didn&amp;#39;t suffer any such intrusion, however Mr Goat did decide to come an sleep in the living room rather close to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning feeling surprisingly good considering the amount of vodka, Kath and I had a cup of tea and woke up. We took clipper for a walk around the town, it was pretty refreshing walking in the snow, but I could really feel like a shower. Unfortunately for some reason the water stopped flowing. So we sat stinky and hungover drinking tea chatting waiting for Goofy to wake up. Caroline&amp;#39;s mum made some Pasztet a kind of a meat pate and we finished off some of the leftovers from the night before. I really had a nice time with Kath&amp;#39;s friends, it was so nice to meet them and be a part of the new year celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline decided she wanted to check if she was able to drive so she went to the Police station to get a breath test. Apparently they weren&amp;#39;t very nice about it but eventually we got underway back to Bia&amp;#322;ystok. Kath&amp;#39;s mum and gran both gave me such a wonderful New years greeting it was so touching I was really happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so nice to take a shower! We had a nap and a nice meal of beet root soup with French pastry stuffs. Afterwards Kath and I took a walk throw the blizzard &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/sets/72157622991910097/"&gt;into the city&lt;/a&gt; we had a look around her University and at the Cathedral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath&amp;#39;s mum and family left the next day, the flat felt pretty empty without them. We had a lazy day sleeping in late and tagging the photos, finally heading out to the shops to buy food for tomorrow train ride. We also bought tickets, first class it only cost 20 Zloty more which in hindsight was too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening I took Kath out for a meal at a lovely restaurant called Lejdis. I had lemon sole which was delicious, they did something slight batter underneath which was just lovely. Kath had a salmon pie with a spicy sauce which was also very nice. After the meal we met up with Kath&amp;#39;s friends for a quiet drink before getting an early night in order to be awake for the train in the morning leaving at 6.48am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kath and I took a train to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gda%C5%84sk"&gt;Gdansk&lt;/a&gt; travelling on the train in Poland was an experience. The journey took 7 hours 45 minutes, the train resembled something out of the ark. First class appeared to be exactly the same as second class just with 2 less seats per cabin. There was a hole in the window which let in an icy draft, but that was nothing compared to the toilet! Someone had left the window open so it was an icy frozen place, I was glad I didn&amp;#39;t have to sit down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad to Arrive in Gdansk and get off the train! Kath&amp;#39;s cousins apartment was close to the station so we walked through the big shopping mall to Anna and Maciej&amp;#39;s apartment. Maciej had some tasty mushroom soup, and local beer :) Their daughters Aleksandra and Lidia were so cute, Aleksandra let us borrow her room, and gave me a tour of the apartment. She also brought Kath a stack of books and proclaimed she could read them all tonight! Maciej knew so much about the city it wsa interesting to listen to him. Unfortunately I was exhausted after travelling and it was so cold it was sometimes difficult to concentrate. We had to have a cup of tea to warm up before heading back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we all went out for a tour around &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/sets/72157623015417011/"&gt;Gdansk&lt;/a&gt;. It seemed a lovely city I wish we had more time to look around and see some other parts like the dock where the &lt;a href="http://www.gdansk-life.com/poland/solidarity"&gt;solidarity movement started&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the apartment I got to try a drink called &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4241637617/in/set-72157623015417011/"&gt;Goldwasser&lt;/a&gt;, it actually had little &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4242423648/in/set-72157623015417011/"&gt;piece of gold in it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I had a 6am flight home, Maciej was kind enough to give me a lift to the airport. For anyone wish to travel to Gdnask the airport is tiny and disorganised, not recommended! I was sad sad to leave Kath at the security gate, we had such an awesome time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the UK and back to work, due to the snow I ended up working from home which meant I barely saw another person until the weekend. Friday night Phil and Caroline came round, we had a few beers and played Wii. I realised that I don&amp;#39;t really enjoy Mario Brothers Wii very much. After the initial excitement wore off I realised its just Mario 3 with better graphics. It has all the things that irritated me about platform games, really what is the point of lives and continues this isn&amp;#39;t an arcade, I&amp;#39;m not feeing twenty pence pieces in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce came round Saturday night, I made a stir fry and we watched a couple of films. He had a hard week in Gloucester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1481973697335896471?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1481973697335896471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1481973697335896471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1481973697335896471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1481973697335896471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/counterpoint.html' title='Counterpoint'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-8916052689717315043</id><published>2010-01-01T18:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:28:07.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Kath and John</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4230448293/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4230448293_f8b527bf45_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4230448293/"&gt;Kath and John&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cookies_world/"&gt;j0hncooke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-8916052689717315043?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/8916052689717315043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=8916052689717315043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8916052689717315043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/8916052689717315043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2010/01/kath-and-john.html' title='Kath and John'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-5356443414765484551</id><published>2009-12-27T01:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T01:03:17.701Z</updated><title type='text'>No good deed</title><content type='html'>Just got back from seeing Andy and Emily. Had a bit of an eventful journey, I offered to drop Andy&amp;#39;s sister off as Boxing day buses arn&amp;#39;t the best. Unfortunately her road turned out to be rather so icy that when I tried to turn round I ended up stuck on the ice. Fortunately as the temperature is above zero I was able to melt it with several kettles of hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an interesting evening, we ate cheese and pigs in blankets while setting up the Play station 3 which Andy and Emily got themselves for Christmas. After setting it up, downloading a massive update for the Playstation and installing Batman Arkham Asylum. its a really good game though seemed a lot of prelude before the actual game began.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-5356443414765484551?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/5356443414765484551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=5356443414765484551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5356443414765484551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/5356443414765484551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2009/12/no-good-deed.html' title='No good deed'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14363614.post-1992105610294071612</id><published>2009-12-25T23:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:25:31.671Z</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4213668697/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2774/4213668697_3356211a97_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cookies_world/4213668697/"&gt;Playing catch in the snow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cookies_world/"&gt;j0hncooke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Storm enjoying catch on a snowy Woodford community centre&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14363614-1992105610294071612?l=www.johncooke.info%2Fblog' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/1992105610294071612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14363614&amp;postID=1992105610294071612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1992105610294071612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14363614/posts/default/1992105610294071612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.johncooke.info/blog/2009/12/playing-catch-in-snow.html' title='Playing catch in the snow'/><author><name>Cookie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01247205606053870719</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16801574717574589042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>