<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044</id><updated>2011-07-26T14:28:29.647Z</updated><title type='text'>World Domination</title><subtitle type='html'>Comments? Email: evarleyblog AT hotmail DOT com
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&lt;a href="http://www.mbites.com"&gt;mbites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-91413343</id><published>2003-03-26T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-26T14:49:35.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An old English dictionary gets a modern treatmentI've recently been asked to help proofread a few scanned pages of a 1300-page old English dictionary as part of the Anglo-Saxon Dictionary Project. The project aims to digitise the 1898 dictionary, based on the manuscript collections of Joseph Bosworth.Project coordinator Bekie Marett says the skills of volunteers and English-studies students </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/91413343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=91413343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/91413343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/91413343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/03/old-english-dictionary-gets-modern.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-88970340</id><published>2003-02-12T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-12T13:20:22.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting site of the day is: The British Mule Society. I guess that at any given time, somewhere there really is a community of people devoted to every last thing on earth.Have been reading and chuckling over Mil Millington's extremely amusing Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About. I've never read a whole lot of it in one go, but it really is very funny. I think my favourite bit would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/88970340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=88970340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/88970340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/88970340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/02/interesting-site-of-day-is-british.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-88319662</id><published>2003-01-31T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-31T10:30:41.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More snow! It's been an exciting 24 hours as snow blanketed our area and I built my first ever proper snowman.A friend thought it was a photoshopped in banana, but I assure you it's real.It's now brilliantly sunny and everything just looks so pretty, the snow is still feathery soft and such a pure white. However, I'm sending warm thoughts to the poor people who were stranded in their cars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/88319662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=88319662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/88319662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/88319662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/more-snow-its-been-exciting-24-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87968424</id><published>2003-01-24T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-31T10:28:40.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, another rant about TV and sex. Or rather, TV and taboos and intrusion of privacy. Or more particularly the new show Infamous Fives.I've seen the advertisement for this show a number of times and the first episode was last night. I didn't watch. If celebrities want to have sex, it's none of my business. In fact, it's none of anybody's business really - if Eddie Murphy wants to pick up a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87968424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87968424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87968424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87968424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/okay-another-rant-about-tv-and-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87635096</id><published>2003-01-18T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-18T11:48:51.756Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a really hectic week I am spending the day doing what makes GAIGRing worthwhile. My fiance has been packed off to Florida on a weekend business trip, I've just had a long hot bath and have a stack of books, a newspaper and some glossy catalogues to peruse. I've changed into my comfy, snuggly clothes, taken some pillows downstairs and plan to sit and completely relax.Ordering a pizza and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87635096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87635096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87635096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87635096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/after-really-hectic-week-i-am-spending.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87282937</id><published>2003-01-12T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-12T00:28:52.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something irked me this evening. I saw an ad for 'Girls Behaving Badly', a show about women who are strippers or something and it bothers me that we still have a double standard with female and male sexuality.If this was a programme about male strippers, it would be called 'Blokes Gettin it Out and Getting Loads of Cash, Wha-hey!'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87282937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87282937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87282937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87282937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/something-irked-me-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87112646</id><published>2003-01-08T14:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-08T15:59:06.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well the snow came down for about an hour and covered everything. I've just been out and played in it and made a teeny weeny snowman about four inches high. I didn't realise the snow would crack under my feet or that it would be soft as cotton fluff in my hand. It's SO MUCH FUN!Am no longer a home-snow virgin.Our back yardSnowy fir branchPity it wasn't a white ChristmasBare but for snow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87112646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87112646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87112646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87112646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/well-snow-came-down-for-about-hour-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87108758</id><published>2003-01-08T12:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-08T12:13:52.956Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling really disappointed all morning. London is covered in snow. Hertfordshire isn't. It's dry, it's freezing, but no snow.Oh my god, it's just started coming down!! Just as I write this. Oooooooh, tiny weeny flakes, but I hope they get bigger, and stick. It really does look like little feathers floating through the air, oh I could just sit and watch it all day.Well that perks me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87108758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87108758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87108758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87108758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/ive-been-feeling-really-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87034517</id><published>2003-01-07T01:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-07T01:26:27.066Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dad called me at 3am his time yesterday to tell me his Christmas pressie had arrived finally. I love having an affectionate father.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87034517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87034517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87034517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87034517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/my-dad-called-me-at-3am-his-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-87033580</id><published>2003-01-07T01:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-07T01:15:35.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well GAIGR is going fairly well so far - two long and strenuous walks in the last few days. Now if I can just keep it up GAIGR will be firing on all cylinders...though I haven't showered for two days, so I probably lose points on that...I'm not stinky though...promise.I've been chatting with my friend Paul while writing:Elizabeth says:hmmm dunno if I can admit in my post that I haven't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/87033580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=87033580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87033580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/87033580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/well-gaigr-is-going-fairly-well-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-86926790</id><published>2003-01-04T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-07T01:08:18.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The word for today is: SNOWYes it snowed here (Hertfordshire, UK) overnight. Just a little bit, but enough to get me excited.I had seen snow before I came to the UK and have been skiing, but one thing city-dwelling Australians don't really experience is snow on the ground when they wake up in their own homes. Let me tell you, it's very exciting. The first time I saw snow actually falling was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/86926790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=86926790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/86926790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/86926790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/word-for-today-is-snow-yes-it-snowed.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4070044.post-86841028</id><published>2003-01-02T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-04T16:54:55.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the new year. So, in the traditional spirit of starting to do the things you've been meaning to do for the last 12 months, I'm starting this. I, like most people, am not so great at keeping new year resolutions, but you have to keep trying don't you. I thought about all the things I'd like to do more of, or be better at this year and most of them (get fit, keep desk tidy, don't leave the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/feeds/86841028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4070044&amp;postID=86841028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/86841028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4070044/posts/default/86841028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evarley.blogspot.com/2003/01/its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06625122638263374751</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
