<?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-3814363</id><updated>2012-01-20T23:29:52.859Z</updated><title type='text'>I dispute with my friends</title><subtitle type='html'>I got a letter from the government the other day
I opened and read it
It said they were suckers
They wanted me for their army or whatever
Picture me given' a damn - I said never</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-3108876806548540861</id><published>2007-05-30T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-06-30T21:02:18.338Z</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><summary type='text'>I once watched one of those nightly episodes.It ended with a row in the main room, a cacophony of noise.  The noise eventually dies down and in turn everyone makes a measured closing argument, succinctly summing up their point of view, yet hinting towards empathy with those they'd been arguing most vociferously against.It was then I was made aware of someone whistling 'ten green bottles' in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/3108876806548540861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=3108876806548540861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/3108876806548540861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/3108876806548540861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-66858410630962343</id><published>2007-05-24T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:51:42.227Z</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><summary type='text'>I now have a soundcard and a microphone.  I started recording myself playing and humming and la-la-la-ing.Unfortunately I seem to simultaneously have every pop song ever written in my head.My natural approach to this problem is to force originality, I expected to start with a serial composition with a varying time signature following the digits of pi.  But then I thought about what I would like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/66858410630962343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=66858410630962343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/66858410630962343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/66858410630962343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2007/05/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-7799924499324822354</id><published>2007-05-24T15:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-24T15:47:14.754Z</updated><title type='text'>Online Social Networking</title><summary type='text'>I can't face Facebook or MySpaceI'm a computer programmer, so I wrote my own social network site.It's called "iPersona"I don't have any friends in my network, in fact I'm the only person on the whole site.  I expect this will always be the case.  Once, I created another account for an imaginary character I was going to invent.  I invited them to be my friend, but they just ignored me, or maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/7799924499324822354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=7799924499324822354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/7799924499324822354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/7799924499324822354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2007/05/online-social-networking.html' title='Online Social Networking'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-116432413929455168</id><published>2006-11-23T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:20:45.341Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>I came here for two weeks and ended up staying for eight.I resented the idea of staying for so long.  Even though it has been mostly 30C and sunny.I made a presentation in our user conference in Las Vegas.It wasn't great, but was something new and challenging and I sort of fell into the auto-pilot mode I always suspected I had, but hadn't tested before.Last Friday we had a pre-thanksgiving in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/116432413929455168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=116432413929455168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/116432413929455168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/116432413929455168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-115912445059175264</id><published>2006-09-24T18:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:30:57.323Z</updated><title type='text'>one week to go</title><summary type='text'>It has now been 5 months since I put on a pair of cheap trainers and swimming shorts and attempted to jog from Albany Road to Roath Park, stopping and gasping for breath before walking back to the house.Now I struggle to imagine what it feels like to struggle for breath, although I know all too well what it feels like to be sore and tired.Thinking back over my training I remember running the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/115912445059175264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=115912445059175264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/115912445059175264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/115912445059175264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-week-to-go.html' title='one week to go'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114924147594494624</id><published>2006-06-02T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:44:28.040Z</updated><title type='text'>house</title><summary type='text'>Have the mortgage deed to sign.Solicitor asking for 600 pounds (+VAT) in legal fees (vs. the 300 they quoted)  because of all the fuss.  Most of the fuss was actually caused by them! (to be fair they have written off 200 quid as the original fees were 800 pounds!)If only I could go back in time and sign up with a Newcastle based solicitor.Letter from Solicitor listed the outstanding money I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114924147594494624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114924147594494624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114924147594494624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114924147594494624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/06/house.html' title='house'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114839470116274390</id><published>2006-05-23T14:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:32:52.270Z</updated><title type='text'>house #10</title><summary type='text'>Roof stuff (invoices, 10 year guarantee, quote for further work) came through the post.Signed mortgage papers and posted them off.Lease had been resent to me as I didn't initial the plan last time.  Did this and posted it back to solicitor.Phoned Halifax to pay for survey, mortgage man not therePhoned Halifax to pay for survey, mortgage man on another call (will ring back)Mortgage man phoned back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114839470116274390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114839470116274390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114839470116274390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114839470116274390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-10.html' title='house #10'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114829228980645553</id><published>2006-05-22T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-22T14:59:23.606Z</updated><title type='text'>house #9</title><summary type='text'>Paperwork on roof did not arrive with today's post.  I can't proceed any further with the mortgage and survey until I see it - for fear of wasting another three hundred pounds if the paperwork turns out to be a pile of crap.  It's now been two weeks and four days since the seller claims that she received this paperwork from the builder.Phoned solicitor for confirmation of when this was sent.  No </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114829228980645553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114829228980645553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114829228980645553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114829228980645553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-9.html' title='house #9'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114828954780671428</id><published>2006-05-21T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:20:42.126Z</updated><title type='text'>house #8</title><summary type='text'>Nothing happenedTraining:20 mins run in the evening.  Not a great success, think I'm going to take tomorrow off running to give my body a rest.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114828954780671428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114828954780671428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114828954780671428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114828954780671428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-8.html' title='house #8'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114820545034023578</id><published>2006-05-20T09:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:19:55.443Z</updated><title type='text'>house #7</title><summary type='text'>Paperwork on roof did not arrive with post.  This has now taken 2 and a half weeks to get from seller to me via two sets of solicitors.Went to local Halifax branch to fax proof of ID, address, income to Halifax branch in NewcastleTraining:Bike to Swansea and back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114820545034023578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114820545034023578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114820545034023578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114820545034023578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-7.html' title='house #7'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114804395895533304</id><published>2006-05-19T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-19T13:05:59.023Z</updated><title type='text'>house #6</title><summary type='text'>Phoned solicitor, no answer, left a messagePhoned agent, no answer.Solicitor phoned back.  The roof stuff will be in the post to me tonight.Solicitor said she has letter from Halifax and has simply replied that the lessee(me) can insure, i.e. avoiding all the rubbish that we went through last time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114804395895533304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114804395895533304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114804395895533304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114804395895533304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-6.html' title='house #6'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114795893333723602</id><published>2006-05-18T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-18T13:57:17.506Z</updated><title type='text'>house #5</title><summary type='text'>Paperwork      has arrived from Halifax.       I will need to check it against the current mortgage offer I already have.Still no      sign of paperwork from seller.Estate      agent phoned me to warn me to hurry up with the purchase of the house, as      they are putting new places on the market at a higher price than mine - the implication being that the seller could pull out and try to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114795893333723602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114795893333723602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114795893333723602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114795893333723602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-5.html' title='house #5'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114785833511083983</id><published>2006-05-17T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:22:51.036Z</updated><title type='text'>house #4</title><summary type='text'>Phoned solicitor to ask if she had any expected paperwork from seller's solicitor.  She had not so I asked her to phone them.Papers from Halifax that I was expecting with yesterday's post, still haven't arrived.Solicitor phoned back to say she has phoned seller's solicitor and apparently the paperwork is 'on the way' to her.Training:Walk to the post office and back.  Can't see any other action as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114785833511083983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114785833511083983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114785833511083983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114785833511083983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-4.html' title='house #4'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114776920076850490</id><published>2006-05-16T08:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-17T09:48:36.846Z</updated><title type='text'>house #3</title><summary type='text'>Phoned solicitor to inform her that I had spoken to seller and seller said they had left paperwork with their solicitor.  Solicitor busy, will phone me back.Solicitor phoned me back and informed they had not received anything from seller's solicitor.Solicitor promised not to cause so much trouble with new building societyTraining:Run at lunch time. 25 minsBike from Glais to Godregraig and back on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114776920076850490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114776920076850490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114776920076850490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114776920076850490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-3.html' title='house #3'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114769896670352306</id><published>2006-05-15T13:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:00:21.080Z</updated><title type='text'>NCN 47 : celtic trail high level route : Neath -&gt; Pontypridd</title><summary type='text'>Cycled from Neath to Pontypridd on Saturday on the National Cycle Route 47.  Plenty of up hill and forestry roads.  View supposed to be good, but couldn't see much due to the fog.  I cycled right past a wind farm and wouldn't have noticed were it not for the noise (ironically from petrol generators, I think the site is still under construction.)  From Pontypridd I cycled to Llanharan.  Darren </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114769896670352306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114769896670352306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769896670352306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769896670352306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/ncn-47-celtic-trail-high-level-route.html' title='NCN 47 : celtic trail high level route : Neath -&gt; Pontypridd'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114769005363022378</id><published>2006-05-15T10:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:43:54.500Z</updated><title type='text'>house #2</title><summary type='text'>should have started this months ago, as pretty much every day has had some of this:Phoned solicitor to ask why she tried to cash my cheque once, let alone three times - resulting in a blocked account and 75 pounds in  bank fees.  She said it was an error on her part, she will destroy the cheque.Solicitor phoned back to tell me that cheque, once given to their bank would keep on being submitted by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114769005363022378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114769005363022378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769005363022378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769005363022378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house-2.html' title='house #2'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-114769064216790690</id><published>2006-05-12T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-15T11:02:56.726Z</updated><title type='text'>house</title><summary type='text'>Solicitor phones to say there is a problem in cashing the cheque I have given them.  I tell them of course there is a problem, the money isn't in my current account - I only gave them the cheque to hold on just incase everything went through while I was out of the country.  We are nowhere nearer completion that we were 4 months ago, so why do they need to cash the cheque?Solicitor also tells me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114769064216790690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114769064216790690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769064216790690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114769064216790690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/05/house.html' title='house'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114604631253307932</id><published>2006-04-26T10:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:34:01.223Z</updated><title type='text'>running (again)</title><summary type='text'>Someone needs to show me how to warm up the muscles below my knee at the back of my leg.. (someone first needs to tell me what they are called).  They hurt when I start running.Three days, three short runs.  I guess it's getting slightly easier, I've run one more 'block' each time I go out.  (just drove around last night's route in the car and it said 2.1 miles.. so only have to do that 7 times!)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114604631253307932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114604631253307932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114604631253307932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114604631253307932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/running-again.html' title='running (again)'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114583238415806336</id><published>2006-04-23T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:03:59.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Training</title><summary type='text'>1st run over and done with.I changed into some swimming shorts and a T-shirt, did some stretching (possibly not the right sort) and managed fifteen minutes of mainly jogging.I didn't enjoy it.Now it's over I feel rather relaxed and rather alert (this I enjoy); and I have a little taste of sick and acid in my mouth (this I don't).Next thing I have to do is buy some decent running shoes.Update:  It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114583238415806336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114583238415806336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114583238415806336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114583238415806336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/training.html' title='Training'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114573183352418657</id><published>2006-04-22T18:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-22T18:50:33.543Z</updated><title type='text'>Radio 4 theme</title><summary type='text'>They announced the new early morning schedule on the radio today.This means you will have to turn the radio on at 5:35 tomorrow morning to hear the last playing of the radio 4 theme tune.I can't help thinking that this is very wrong.  It's minor, but very, very wrong.  I will work through my argument why and hope to write it down.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114573183352418657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114573183352418657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114573183352418657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114573183352418657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/radio-4-theme.html' title='Radio 4 theme'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114564226209217469</id><published>2006-04-21T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-24T14:24:32.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Coast and Castles</title><summary type='text'>Rhys, J, Matt and me cycled a 200 mile route from Edinburgh to Newcastle over the bank holiday weekend.Matt has the facts hereSome random stuff I may forget..The heckles we could make out:"Bunch of c***s!" (My personal favorite, especially as we got this within 1 minute of leave the house for the train station, before we'd even started the trip)"Biker crew!""Keep peddling""Get off your bikes you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114564226209217469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114564226209217469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114564226209217469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114564226209217469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/coast-and-castles.html' title='Coast and Castles'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114560856879137366</id><published>2006-04-21T08:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-21T08:36:08.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Great North Run</title><summary type='text'>Am running the Great North Run in October.You can send money (for Cancer Research) below:http://www.justgiving.com/gezza</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114560856879137366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114560856879137366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114560856879137366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114560856879137366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/great-north-run.html' title='Great North Run'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114438892684902430</id><published>2006-04-07T05:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-04-07T05:51:56.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Dallas</title><summary type='text'>   Dallas  Originally uploaded by Geraint Williams. I have decreed that we all upload 'Dallas opening credit style frames' http://www.ultimatedallas.com/episodeguide/credits.htm to our work wiki.Dallas of course had a movie that froze in each panel.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114438892684902430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114438892684902430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114438892684902430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114438892684902430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/04/dallas.html' title='Dallas'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114327900390797747</id><published>2006-03-25T09:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:09:54.020Z</updated><title type='text'>This morning</title><summary type='text'>- Lovely morning. - Good morning.  Yes, it is. - Lovely morning, shame we can't shoot all the idiots. - What idiots? - The idiots, the people who keep telling you they are clever. - Right, goodbye then.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114327900390797747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114327900390797747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114327900390797747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114327900390797747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-morning.html' title='This morning'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114296313205847092</id><published>2006-03-21T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-25T13:30:19.236Z</updated><title type='text'>Living on your own</title><summary type='text'>I don't know where I am with the house purchase, I never really have.I pulled some moves last week and they may or may not bear fruit.If someone asked me to describe the process of buying a house in one word I would say, 'Vague'.Whatever the outcome (buying or renting) I'm one step closer to living alone again, and the thing that worries the most about this is toilet flushing.If it's yellow you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114296313205847092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114296313205847092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114296313205847092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114296313205847092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/03/living-on-your-own.html' title='Living on your own'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-114270074860406065</id><published>2006-03-18T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:52:49.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><summary type='text'>Been a while.  I have a lot to say, but if I start telling a big story I fear I may never finish.  I'm also a bit rusty with this sort of thing, so I'll just start slowly, and see how we get on.The last post that I never published started by asking 'Why are there so many Terry's Chocolate Orange mugs?'  Am I right, are there lots of these mugs in circulation?Today is Saturday and I haven't done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/114270074860406065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=114270074860406065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114270074860406065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/114270074860406065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/03/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113691724101066974</id><published>2006-01-10T18:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:22:51.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Emergency bus tickets</title><summary type='text'>One of my New Year's resolutions was to become an established collector of Emergency Bus Tickets.  I have acquired two so far: These tickets are given out when normal ticket dispensing is temporarily unavailable.I'm not sure what a better name would be: 'ad hoc bus tickets', 'interim bus tickets' maybe?I just know that Emergency normally means a fire, or tsunami or something like that.The '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113691724101066974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113691724101066974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113691724101066974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113691724101066974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/01/emergency-bus-tickets.html' title='Emergency bus tickets'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113659050944551294</id><published>2006-01-06T23:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:35:09.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Glenmorangie</title><summary type='text'>     DSC00056    Originally uploaded by Geraint Williams. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113659050944551294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113659050944551294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113659050944551294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113659050944551294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/01/glenmorangie.html' title='Glenmorangie'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113640758289889818</id><published>2006-01-04T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:47:01.370Z</updated><title type='text'>car crash</title><summary type='text'>   side of carOriginally uploaded by Geraint Williams. Rhys... what have you done to my car??unfortunately this photo blogging thing is far too easy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113640758289889818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113640758289889818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113640758289889818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113640758289889818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/01/car-crash.html' title='car crash'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113640731022246033</id><published>2006-01-04T20:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:13:05.580Z</updated><title type='text'>singing rodent</title><summary type='text'>   DSC00910Originally uploaded by Geraint Williams. testing blogging from flickr</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113640731022246033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113640731022246033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113640731022246033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113640731022246033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/01/singing-rodent.html' title='singing rodent'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113623752764343647</id><published>2006-01-02T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:54:10.866Z</updated><title type='text'>next year's stocking-filler book</title><summary type='text'>Matt and I discussed ideas for books for Xmas (books along the lines of Scotts Almanac, 101 photos of funny dogs, Britain's best cafes, Is it me or is everything shit?).The easy option would be to go for another angle on the grumpy young men theme and have a go at modern life.A more tricky option (for me at least) would be to produce a counter to all the modern life is rubbish stuff and come up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113623752764343647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113623752764343647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113623752764343647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113623752764343647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2006/01/next-years-stocking-filler-book.html' title='next year&apos;s stocking-filler book'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113505721642151238</id><published>2005-12-20T05:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:35:13.746Z</updated><title type='text'>There's no battle we can't win</title><summary type='text'>Donald Rumsfeld being interviewed on right wing 'news' channel in the US.Host: (laughing) "So what do you think about Howard Dean claming that the US cannot win the war?" Rumsfeld: (laughing) "That is just ridiculous.  We cannot lose.  We cannot lose the war over there.  The only place we can lose the war is over here, thanks to comments like that.  We cannot lose over there.  We cannot lose a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113505721642151238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113505721642151238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113505721642151238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113505721642151238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/theres-no-battle-we-cant-win.html' title='There&apos;s no battle we can&apos;t win'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113505497386907076</id><published>2005-12-20T04:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T05:07:14.963Z</updated><title type='text'>I am reading...</title><summary type='text'>For days afterwards he cannot banish the thought: his mother waiting patiently in the blazing heat of December while he sits in the circus tent being entertained like a king.  Her blinding, over-whelming, self-sacrificial love, for both him and his brother but for him in particular, disturbs him.  He wishes she did not love him so much.  She loves him absolutely, therefore he must love her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113505497386907076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113505497386907076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113505497386907076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113505497386907076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-reading.html' title='I am reading...'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113451767262726173</id><published>2005-12-13T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T04:50:08.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Suffering for your art</title><summary type='text'>Today I'm frustrated. The break-up happened long ago, although it really happened long before that.It has been hard work.  There are different stages and it's like you're island hopping, and from each island you strain to see the last and wonder if you were ever really there, and you strain to see the next and wonder if you will ever get there.  And eventually you reach the mainland and you move </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113451767262726173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113451767262726173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113451767262726173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113451767262726173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/suffering-for-your-art.html' title='Suffering for your art'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113449283078422505</id><published>2005-12-13T16:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T17:24:53.800Z</updated><title type='text'>Window seat gestures</title><summary type='text'>There are four or five gestures you need to master (perform and recognise) in order to smothly negotiate a busy train or bus journey:1) [When sitting in the window seat] Perform the gesture that means: "I will be getting off at the next stop, please be aware and be prepared to stand up and let me get past.  I don't want you to stand up straight away, just make sure you are ready when the time is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113449283078422505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113449283078422505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113449283078422505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113449283078422505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/window-seat-gestures.html' title='Window seat gestures'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113441419149173219</id><published>2005-12-12T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:50:42.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Let the train take the strain</title><summary type='text'>Ok, time for my eagerly awaited collection of train related observations and anecdotes (who says I don't give you anything for Christmas):First up.. two activities to make you feel special:* Visit a major London station with a single large departure board (I used Kings Cross) in the evening rush hour.  Stand in the middle of the throng of people staring at this board, but face in the opposite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113441419149173219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113441419149173219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113441419149173219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113441419149173219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/let-train-take-strain.html' title='Let the train take the strain'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113434238528485151</id><published>2005-12-11T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:58:13.990Z</updated><title type='text'>The hectic build up to Christmas</title><summary type='text'>All I want is a large room of my own.  To sit in the middle of it surrounded by my own junk; organised, sorted and displayed.  To feel clean headed and to have some space in which to think, plan and create.What I have is a small room cluttered with my own junk, and no space to think.  Small cluttered space cluttering my thoughts and ambition.I can leave, but only through never ending, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113434238528485151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113434238528485151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113434238528485151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113434238528485151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/hectic-build-up-to-christmas.html' title='The hectic build up to Christmas'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113369804887259593</id><published>2005-12-04T11:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-15T11:45:06.456Z</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Xmas</title><summary type='text'>Assuming I get a house (wait until next week to find out):* Gaggia Classic espresso machine* Dualit Toaster* A kettle (not one of those igloo shaped ones from IKEA)* Clothes horse* A Lucky Cat* A Stuffed Animal* A wine rack* A painting or two.  I have the one from Moorlands.  I'd like to have one commissioned.  Maybe one depicting our departed cats (Yowl, Jess, Dog) ruling the roost in animal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113369804887259593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113369804887259593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113369804887259593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113369804887259593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-i-want-for-xmas.html' title='All I want for Xmas'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113190638416986959</id><published>2005-11-13T17:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-14T10:31:51.663Z</updated><title type='text'>Get some exercise!</title><summary type='text'>I feel so much better for getting a bit of real exercise today.  I'd been stuck inside working, or travelling all week and was feeling mentally and physically mucky.  I feel like I've learned a valuable lesson, unfortunately it's one I've learned a thousand times before.I've set myself goals before, but don't always achieve them.  I'm much more likely to spontaneously do something with little or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113190638416986959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113190638416986959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113190638416986959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113190638416986959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/11/get-some-exercise.html' title='Get some exercise!'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113165048182582687</id><published>2005-11-10T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:33:12.096Z</updated><title type='text'>Encryption and furlongs of evidence</title><summary type='text'>How can rubbish like this go unchallenged?Firstly we have Charles Clarke arguing that suspects be held for up to 90 days because 28 days is not long enough for the security services to decrypt the information stored on an encrypted hard-drive."Their advice has been unequivocal. A 14 or even 28-day period will not allow them the time they need adequately to investigate the most heavily encrypted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113165048182582687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113165048182582687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113165048182582687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113165048182582687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/11/encryption-and-furlongs-of-evidence.html' title='Encryption and furlongs of evidence'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-113129343635190588</id><published>2005-11-06T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:33:04.846Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Just been shopping (total purchases: 1 * "tall triple-shot semi-skinny latte to go" from Starbucks), felt a bit Christmasy.  After a while and started thinking, "isn't it nice this Christmasy atmosphere these shops have created, after all it is nearly Christmas isn't it?".  Then I remembered that it's only the start of November and I felt a little sick.This is one thing I'd ban if I was in charge</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/113129343635190588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=113129343635190588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113129343635190588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/113129343635190588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-112950061572767364</id><published>2005-10-16T21:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-19T22:12:00.416Z</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, I'm not interested</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm being tested, and if I am I'm not scoring highly.I sat down on a park bench on Saturday (with the intention of reading the paper) and a woman sitting on the bench next to me said "I don't charge for you to sit down you know".  Confused, I managed to smile at her and mumble "oh, thanks", and sit down.  A few seconds later I manage to think up, "oh, so you'll charge me to leave then?" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112950061572767364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112950061572767364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112950061572767364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112950061572767364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry-im-not-interested.html' title='Sorry, I&apos;m not interested'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-112947508582554930</id><published>2005-10-16T14:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:10:39.076Z</updated><title type='text'>Out of the aeroplane into the sea</title><summary type='text'>I cheered when I heard this story, a R.A.F. jet crashing into the sea off Scotland.The times I wished for a shoulder mounted surface to air missile to shoot one of those annoying bastards down as they thundered low over my head, circled and did the same again, and again, and again.They practice this low flying over mid Wales too.  The reverberations had just died down from a jet passing directly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112947508582554930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112947508582554930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112947508582554930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112947508582554930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/out-of-aeroplane-into-sea.html' title='Out of the aeroplane into the sea'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112947307524154320</id><published>2005-10-16T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:40:19.403Z</updated><title type='text'>my kith and kin in cyberspace</title><summary type='text'>My homepage links to :   Steve's homepage (which is closed)   Bethan's flickr page (where a mis-orientated picture of "An unfinished Indian temple" has been the latest update for over a month)   Rhys' homepage (which has been suspended)and also:   Matt's homepage That is alive and being updated.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112947307524154320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112947307524154320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112947307524154320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112947307524154320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-kith-and-kin-in-cyberspace.html' title='my kith and kin in cyberspace'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112905781284459320</id><published>2005-10-11T18:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:46:49.156Z</updated><title type='text'>Working from home</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure I'll have plenty to say about this in the future, but here are my first thoughts.This is the first week I've been working from home as a full time employee.  I need some more space as I'm just living and working out of one room at the moment. I'm making progress on this, but I've decided that moving out will mean buying a place and I'm not getting many free weekends to do any looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112905781284459320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112905781284459320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112905781284459320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112905781284459320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/working-from-home.html' title='Working from home'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112902505613981958</id><published>2005-10-11T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:05:09.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Next bike trip</title><summary type='text'>I fancy something a bit challenging like this.I like the fact that the guy is not used to cycling long distances and after just the first day cycling he is shattered.  Kind of what I felt like after my first day, only this guy something like 2 years of cycling ahead of him and passes of 4000m to climb.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112902505613981958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112902505613981958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112902505613981958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112902505613981958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/next-bike-trip.html' title='Next bike trip'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112842973973602586</id><published>2005-10-04T12:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-04T20:06:28.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Phone Box Man</title><summary type='text'>I have found my calling [pun] in life.  Today I was on the steets and needed to make some calls, so had to use a B.T. phone box.The first one I tried rejected all my coins.  This made me mad.  (I was making the phone call as part of a faff riddled process I was tangled up in - so I was not in the best of moods to start with).  I stopped and addressed myself,? I was deviating from my core beliefs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112842973973602586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112842973973602586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112842973973602586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112842973973602586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/phone-box-man.html' title='Phone Box Man'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-112837355779260515</id><published>2005-10-03T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:05:57.890Z</updated><title type='text'>this week I will mostly be ...</title><summary type='text'>Monday - train to London, work in Teddington, travel to Kensington and spend night in hotelTuesday - queue for visa in Russian consulate, train home to CardiffWednesday - Taxi to airport, flight to Amsterdam -&gt; Frankfurt -&gt; TurinThursday - Work in TurinFriday - Work in Turin, flight to Frankfurt -&gt; Amsterdam, spend night in hotel in HollandSaturday - Fly to London, work, spend night in hotel in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112837355779260515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112837355779260515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112837355779260515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112837355779260515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-week-i-will-mostly-be.html' title='this week I will mostly be ...'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112825820274801400</id><published>2005-10-02T13:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:03:22.753Z</updated><title type='text'>back in the saddle</title><summary type='text'>Started the last part of my trip to Land's End, but only got as far as Bristol.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112825820274801400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112825820274801400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112825820274801400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112825820274801400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-in-saddle.html' title='back in the saddle'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112739207043120285</id><published>2005-09-22T11:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-22T12:27:50.506Z</updated><title type='text'>night out in London - living in Cardiff</title><summary type='text'>Is it possible to go to a concert, theater etc in London without having to stay overnight?  Tried to see if this were possible, it is at a push.The last train to leave Paddington is at 2245 - which is probably going to be too early, unless your entertainment finishes at 10pm.The only other option I found was a national express coach leaving Heathrow at 0105.  As long as you leave central London </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112739207043120285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112739207043120285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112739207043120285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112739207043120285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/night-out-in-london-living-in-cardiff.html' title='night out in London - living in Cardiff'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112722475620321585</id><published>2005-09-20T13:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-20T14:53:25.196Z</updated><title type='text'>hairless</title><summary type='text'>In honor of the heros of the England and Wales cricket team here's my Flintoff / Simon Jones hair cut.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112722475620321585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112722475620321585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112722475620321585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112722475620321585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/hairless.html' title='hairless'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112688115348639076</id><published>2005-09-16T13:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-16T20:59:53.036Z</updated><title type='text'>cash flow</title><summary type='text'>(leading into the 'origin of the incredible plan')I'm going away this weekend and need some money to fill the car with petrol and to eat.I just checked my funds and I have only 30 quid left in my current account, unfortunately this is the only account where I know the PIN for my card.  I could probably get away with using my credit card or other account card, claiming I don't know my PIN and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112688115348639076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112688115348639076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112688115348639076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112688115348639076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/cash-flow.html' title='cash flow'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112674025393059725</id><published>2005-09-14T23:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:24:40.763Z</updated><title type='text'>the incredible plan</title><summary type='text'>I'veDeliberatedCogitatedandDigestedand when the answer came I was so happyI even tried to danceI now have long term vision (to be unveiled shortly) and short term plan (although this needs a bit more work) and I think I'm going to shave my hair off this weekend to see what my options are when I go bald.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112674025393059725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112674025393059725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112674025393059725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112674025393059725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/incredible-plan.html' title='the incredible plan'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112656779278219313</id><published>2005-09-12T22:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:53:37.226Z</updated><title type='text'>barmy army</title><summary type='text'>Well we won the Ashes, it was hard work for a supporter.Went to the Oval for the 4th day of the final test (with Matt).  Lack of light prevailed, but we still saw a lot of action.I'd heard the Barmy Army chant many times at games, or on the radio and TV.  In it's simplest form the words 'Barmy Army' are spread over two beats of four, the last two beats being clapped or left silent.  Given enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112656779278219313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112656779278219313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112656779278219313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112656779278219313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/barmy-army.html' title='barmy army'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112654093528627858</id><published>2005-09-12T15:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:17:52.066Z</updated><title type='text'>too many indians</title><summary type='text'>Saw the following defacement of a poster at a bus stop in Cardiff. (made my own version too, as I didn't have a photo when I posted this)What is this graffiti supposed to mean?Is it a comment on someone's poor diet?Is it a comment on un-sustainable population growth in the developing world?Is it a play on 'too many chiefs, not enough indians'?Is it one of these 'acceptable' racist comments? (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112654093528627858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112654093528627858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112654093528627858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112654093528627858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-many-indians.html' title='too many indians'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112612926184262727</id><published>2005-09-07T21:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-09T15:54:11.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Mobile phone again</title><summary type='text'>My experiment of not owning a mobile phone looks to be coming to an end after just over a month. Someone has offered to give me their old handset and I can't think of a good enough reason to decline, I just need to get it unlocked and buy a pre-paid SIM.So what of my experiment?On a personal level I coped just fine without the phone, I still managed to keep in close contact with my extensive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112612926184262727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112612926184262727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112612926184262727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112612926184262727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/09/mobile-phone-again.html' title='Mobile phone again'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112466450770959350</id><published>2005-08-21T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:50:41.190Z</updated><title type='text'>live sports and live gigs</title><summary type='text'>Things I'm looking forward to.  I am a lucky guy.I am confusing myself slightly and needed to write this down.  Here's my itinerary up to the end of the year:    Sat 13th Aug   - QPR v Shefield United (London)Fri 26th Aug   - Ospreys v Wasps (Swansea)Sat 3rd   Sept - Wasps v Saracens &amp; Leeds v London Irish (Twikenham) - provisionalSun 11th Sept - England v Australia (Oval)Sun 18th Sept - Borders </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112466450770959350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112466450770959350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112466450770959350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112466450770959350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/08/live-sports-and-live-gigs.html' title='live sports and live gigs'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112344725726283079</id><published>2005-08-07T20:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-08T13:26:23.316Z</updated><title type='text'>Mobile phone</title><summary type='text'>I lost my mobile phone on the last day of the trip, and Orange are refusing to replace it under the insurance. As a result I have no mobile phone, and when I do get around to getting a new one I won't have the same phone number.So I won't be replying to text messages or phone calls.Anyone want to talk to me, send me an email and I'll Skype you back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112344725726283079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112344725726283079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112344725726283079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112344725726283079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/08/mobile-phone.html' title='Mobile phone'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112344013992901074</id><published>2005-08-07T18:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-07T19:29:29.690Z</updated><title type='text'>Cycle trip - done</title><summary type='text'>I'm back from my 17 day, 1100 mile cycle ride from John O' Groats.Arriving in Cardiff 11pm in the wet and dark on Thursday night - I was greeted by, "Hi, have you cycled far?"I started putting some information and photos here.  Check back in a few days and hopefully I'll be finished. I'm a bit off cycle touring for the time being, but I figure a decent long term goal should be to complete the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112344013992901074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112344013992901074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112344013992901074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112344013992901074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/08/cycle-trip-done.html' title='Cycle trip - done'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112154964645109806</id><published>2005-07-16T20:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:23:17.100Z</updated><title type='text'>Cycle trip</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure of the exact start date of my next job, so I thought it better to do something constructive rather than kick my heals around in Cardiff. I also wish to escape:     The disrespectful youths  who swear at me and snap tree saplings in the park       The Harry Potter and Big  Brother crazed masses       People who want to blow  themselves and others up       Flocks of seagulls mobbing  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112154964645109806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112154964645109806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112154964645109806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112154964645109806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/07/cycle-trip.html' title='Cycle trip'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112147116125063756</id><published>2005-07-15T22:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:50:53.750Z</updated><title type='text'>harry potter</title><summary type='text'>I did toy with the idea walking to Woolies at midnight tonight to buy HP5. Haven't read any of them, but figured I could stay up all night and read the book, therefore finishing it before most, if not all the Harry Potter devotees. I would take quite some pleasure from that; being one of the first people to read a book that I'm not in the least bit interested in reading, while others are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112147116125063756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112147116125063756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112147116125063756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112147116125063756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter.html' title='harry potter'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112129882296438872</id><published>2005-07-13T23:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-13T23:55:21.040Z</updated><title type='text'>musical baton</title><summary type='text'>matt handed me the musical baton1. Total volume of music files on my computer:About 4GB on my laptop.  More on my desktop, which I rarely use these days2. Last CD I bought:Neutral Milk Hotel - In the Airoplane over the SeaWhich I don't really 'get'.  Don't tell Steve.3. Song Playing Right Now:Nothing, I think I've gone off music, and the sound from the laptop is pretty rubbish.  Although I did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112129882296438872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112129882296438872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112129882296438872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112129882296438872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/07/musical-baton.html' title='musical baton'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-112118799344952749</id><published>2005-07-12T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:33:56.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Scanner</title><summary type='text'>Needed to scan in my expense receipts, so I got myself one of those scanner come printer come photo-copier machines.I scanned in two pictures I'd cut out of the papers.I know which world leader I'd trust with my babies.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/112118799344952749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=112118799344952749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112118799344952749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/112118799344952749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/07/scanner.html' title='Scanner'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111308356663246982</id><published>2005-04-09T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:54:02.856Z</updated><title type='text'>Please help us</title><summary type='text'>We are desperate for a third world communist country to help us. We would sell our soul to the Chinese if they would only smile in our direction, invest in our industries and save our manufacturing base. Government control will win in the end, and probably not our government.  It's naive in the extreme to think that a country like ours can survive in a global market economy without thinking about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111308356663246982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111308356663246982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111308356663246982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111308356663246982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/04/please-help-us.html' title='Please help us'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111272326008745501</id><published>2005-04-05T13:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-06T00:17:33.553Z</updated><title type='text'>Voting</title><summary type='text'>In the past I've always believed that I should vote, and that spoiling the ballot paper was far more preferable to not even bothering to turn up. The spoiled papers are counted as such, sometimes this figure being announced by the returning officer. Most importantly it gives me a sense of satisfaction to write 'None Of The Above - Thanks', 'Tony Blair is a syphilitic goat shagger' or 'Al Gore - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111272326008745501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111272326008745501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111272326008745501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111272326008745501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/04/voting.html' title='Voting'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111231388126399190</id><published>2005-04-01T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:37:06.776Z</updated><title type='text'>You're one dissenting voice in a billion Jonny French!</title><summary type='text'>when did you last get up at 4 in the morning for something you believed in passionately?Typicaly how I react to criticismThis is maybe one of the best adverts ever - now that Vic Reeves has been sacked from being the voice of the Churchill dog.In the days before the internet, people would ask 'have you seen it yet?' and you'd be screemed towards the tv when it started. I once sat through a three </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111231388126399190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111231388126399190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111231388126399190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111231388126399190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/04/youre-one-dissenting-voice-in-billion.html' title='You&apos;re one dissenting voice in a billion Jonny French!'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111219689408010764</id><published>2005-03-30T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:42:54.270Z</updated><title type='text'>Kiss, tipple and torture</title><summary type='text'>Andorra was not quite 'Ibiza on Ice', but it sometimes felt like hell had frozen over.This photo taken on Big Brother eviction night.One long kiss goodbye, one black eye and an accusation of ignorance.  Fairly mild in the end.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111219689408010764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111219689408010764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111219689408010764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111219689408010764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/03/kiss-tipple-and-torture.html' title='Kiss, tipple and torture'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111213412273487543</id><published>2005-03-29T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-29T22:38:12.000Z</updated><title type='text'>The Flood</title><summary type='text'>To those who were in Cardiff last Saturday.Fear not.Those of you who urinated; indulging in “wild pissing” to relieve bladders full of cheap beer.Those of you who spat.Your retch and puke.The drool of the Irish men over our fine Valley girlsYour tears for the Grand Slam – the fabric of Welsh society restored after being torn apart by Thatcher?Your tears because your boyfriend doesn't love you any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111213412273487543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111213412273487543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111213412273487543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111213412273487543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/03/flood_111213412273487543.html' title='The Flood'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111109804081325890</id><published>2005-03-17T22:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T23:57:22.350Z</updated><title type='text'>I'd say he looked like John Cusack, if I could remember who the hell John Cusack was</title><summary type='text'>Six months ago I was tasked to create a mix tape for my girlfriend who was embarking on a three month road trip to Turkey and back through Eastern Europe - well I offered to create one.I had once sat through about about a third of the film 'High Fidelity' - which I believe to be an adaptation of a book by some English twat who is more in touch with his feminine side than he is with say, the side </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111109804081325890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111109804081325890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111109804081325890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111109804081325890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/03/id-say-he-looked-like-john-cusack-if-i.html' title='I&apos;d say he looked like John Cusack, if I could remember who the hell John Cusack was'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-111093041384365178</id><published>2005-03-15T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:42:48.340Z</updated><title type='text'>Flag burning</title><summary type='text'>Of late my greatest achievment, leading to possibly the greatest satisfaction I've felt in recent memory; comes from populating a clothes-horse to it's absolute limit. No hanging area left free, every item of damp clothing given maximum airation (taking account of it's size, shape and absorbency, and prioritising based upon need to be hung uncrumpled and the relative duration until it would next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111093041384365178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111093041384365178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111093041384365178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111093041384365178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/03/flag-burning.html' title='Flag burning'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-111031104250318670</id><published>2005-03-08T19:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-09T10:23:52.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Guess the story</title><summary type='text'>In today's South Wales Echo (Cardiff's local rag) is a story beginning:"Depressed gun enthusiast, Martin Davies, 51 ..."Yea, he shot himself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/111031104250318670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=111031104250318670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111031104250318670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/111031104250318670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-story.html' title='Guess the story'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-110486257935890603</id><published>2005-01-04T18:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:34:21.363Z</updated><title type='text'>More tasks to complete before Sept</title><summary type='text'>To cook rice by the absorption method on purpose.Update : I have now managed this, it was actually quite simple.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110486257935890603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110486257935890603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110486257935890603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110486257935890603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/01/more-tasks-to-complete-before-sept.html' title='More tasks to complete before Sept'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-110479608419886166</id><published>2005-01-03T23:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-04T01:43:22.466Z</updated><title type='text'>2004 - Some of what I read</title><summary type='text'>       A couple of these I only just started in the old year. Taking this into consideration, I make it about 18 books in 12 months which is kind of rubbish. So New Year's resolution #1 becomes "read more books". Any suggestions gratefully received. Thanks be to Matt and Steve for the last two books in this list (the ones I've only just started)). Thanks to Richard and Judy for "Toast" and "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110479608419886166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110479608419886166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110479608419886166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110479608419886166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/01/2004-some-of-what-i-read.html' title='2004 - Some of what I read'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-110462739764959027</id><published>2005-01-02T01:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:57:31.120Z</updated><title type='text'>Puppies</title><summary type='text'>  One of Hannah's dogs had puppies,  they were less than a day old when I saw them.They looked rodent-like and squeaked a lot.I wasn't sure what breed they were.Steve sent me his only Internet link related to dogs, check out the fire-place.http://www.btinternet.com/~crillboy/property_morephotos.cfm.htm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110462739764959027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110462739764959027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110462739764959027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110462739764959027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/01/puppies.html' title='Puppies'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-110462554624654703</id><published>2005-01-02T01:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-02T00:45:36.616Z</updated><title type='text'>can you spare...?</title><summary type='text'>You used to know where you stood with beggers. They ask for some money which you were pretty sure they'd spend on strong cider or fortified wine, and given thier circumstances you could hardly blame them. Lately I get approached for small amounts (typicaly 20p) for 'bus fare' or 'to make a phone call'. What is this all about? Are they really needing a few pence to make up the bus fare, or is this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110462554624654703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110462554624654703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110462554624654703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110462554624654703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2005/01/can-you-spare.html' title='can you spare...?'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-110450268740651105</id><published>2004-12-31T13:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-31T14:19:50.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Post-IT note game</title><summary type='text'>  Played the postIT note famous people name game.  This is where everyone writes the name of a famous person, fictional character or just someone who is known by all the players on a postIT and sticks it to the forehead of the person sitting next to them.Everyone then takes it in turn to ask questions in order to work out the name they have been given. Questions must be answerable by a 'yes' or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110450268740651105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110450268740651105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110450268740651105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110450268740651105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/12/post-it-note-game.html' title='Post-IT note game'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-110356353708222491</id><published>2004-12-20T16:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-22T07:50:46.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Singing at welsh rugby games</title><summary type='text'>Went to Twickenham last weekend to watch the Ospreys play the Harlequins. Harlequins were a poor team and we dutifully put them to the sword. There was great Welsh support in the crowd; I suspect many ex-pats from London had come along to cheer with us.Some great singing of:Calon LanBread of HeavenHymns and AriasHen Wlad fy NhadauDelilahStick your ChariotsThere are a few points I'd like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/110356353708222491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=110356353708222491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110356353708222491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/110356353708222491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/12/singing-at-welsh-rugby-games.html' title='Singing at welsh rugby games'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-109775128814729610</id><published>2004-10-14T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-14T10:54:48.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Flights</title><summary type='text'>Updated my flight history, am now on 120.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109775128814729610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109775128814729610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109775128814729610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109775128814729610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/flights.html' title='Flights'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-109770551753857227</id><published>2004-10-13T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-14T10:12:00.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Football - holes, pockets and diamonds</title><summary type='text'>Wales lost a game of football tonight against Poland. This seems to mean that we will not qualify for the World Cup finals. Our manager quit his job some weeks ago and this was his last game in charge of the team. I get the feeling that our local paper: The Western Mail, 'The National Newspaper of Wales' felt cheated by the manager quitting so soon. People in Wales have watched and followed the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109770551753857227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109770551753857227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109770551753857227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109770551753857227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/football-holes-pockets-and-diamonds.html' title='Football - holes, pockets and diamonds'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-109719146719053770</id><published>2004-10-07T23:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T22:57:55.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Question Time</title><summary type='text'>I always thought Question Time was broadcast live (was that just me?) Seems it isn't so. They were playing a clip of 'Minister for Vaginas' Patricia Hewitt on the radio news over an hour before the 2235 broadcast time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109719146719053770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109719146719053770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109719146719053770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109719146719053770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/question-time.html' title='Question Time'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-109718994015250351</id><published>2004-10-07T22:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-08T00:01:01.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Rugby and Football</title><summary type='text'>Off to Galashiels tomorrow to watch Ospreys v Borders rugby match in the evening.Looking forward to seeing the mascot: woman on horse-back riding around the outside of the pitch and holding a flag.Saturday is first Wales v England football game for 20 years or so. I agree with the prediction of the guy on the radio tonight: '1-0 to Wales, Rooney own goal'.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109718994015250351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109718994015250351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109718994015250351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109718994015250351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/rugby-and-football.html' title='Rugby and Football'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-109702012358300473</id><published>2004-10-05T22:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-14T21:16:17.536Z</updated><title type='text'>reading</title><summary type='text'>I'm not much of a reader.  Not in the same league as my hero TimHenman, but I read in fits and starts.  I'm currently the adic from the sporadic.Books on my table:Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell: Required a leap of faith to get to a tipping point where it was worth continuing on it's own merit... then it flowed and invigorated... then it became the most brilliant book I'd ever read and my eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109702012358300473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109702012358300473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109702012358300473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109702012358300473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/reading.html' title='reading'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-109666678262493661</id><published>2004-10-01T21:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-14T10:07:22.710Z</updated><title type='text'>Count down to 30</title><summary type='text'>I've celebrated my 29th birthday, and have now have one year to complete such tasks as:burning a flag and having a pet die.I have a complete list of these tasks somewhere (I had quite a few). I need to compile a definitive list sometime soon, so I can at least make a start with the low hanging fruit.I'll keep the list here as I remember items:run a triathlon (or at least a 10K run)play </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109666678262493661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109666678262493661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109666678262493661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109666678262493661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/10/count-down-to-30.html' title='Count down to 30'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-109152512384610161</id><published>2004-08-03T09:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-03T09:25:23.846Z</updated><title type='text'>Taff Trail</title><summary type='text'>Took the bike-bus from Cardiff to Brecon on Sunday and biked the 55 mile Taff Trail back to Cardiff (although we ended the trip in Sophia Gardens rather than continue the mile or so to the Bay). The gradient was pretty gentle throughout, but it was a very hot day. Ended up taking us 9 hours (I'd predicted 7). Would definitely recommend the Brecon -&gt; Merthyr section for a day's cycle, the whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/109152512384610161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=109152512384610161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109152512384610161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/109152512384610161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/08/taff-trail.html' title='Taff Trail'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-108878847830178587</id><published>2004-07-02T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-02T18:20:57.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Wikipedia game</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Matt for this one.Wikipedia is a freely editable online encyclopedia.  It's articles are normally peppered with cross references to other articles and thanks to the web it only takes a click to get you there.  This kind of free clicking can be fun, it's interesting to see just where you can get to from an article on "Larry King".The game is pretty simple, pick two seemingly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/108878847830178587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=108878847830178587' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108878847830178587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108878847830178587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/07/wikipedia-game.html' title='Wikipedia game'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-108878397820313350</id><published>2004-07-02T15:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-03T08:56:51.823Z</updated><title type='text'>Would you buy a book written by this man?</title><summary type='text'>He'd make an excellent literary writer (just as Tariq Aziz would make an excellent game show host).  If they don't hang him then I hope he gets offered a panel spot on Newsnight Review.  In fact why don't they hang him live on Newsnight Review?  Would get the ratings up for one week at least.  I'd like to see Saddam reviewing Clinton's autobiography, Michael Moore's film and some contemporary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/108878397820313350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=108878397820313350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108878397820313350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108878397820313350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/07/would-you-buy-book-written-by-this-man.html' title='Would you buy a book written by this man?'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-108877861354434201</id><published>2004-07-02T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-13T22:59:47.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><summary type='text'>Been swimming a few (5) times in the past few weeks. Always had the impression that going swimming would involve some faff when in fact it's surprisingly faff-free , all you need to take are your trunks, towel and some shower gel. Compare this to a trip to the gym requiring: change of pants, change of socks, trainers, t-shirt, shorts, towel (x 2), shower gel, bottle of water.Got the idea for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/108877861354434201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=108877861354434201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108877861354434201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108877861354434201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/07/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-108205829242591210</id><published>2004-04-15T19:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-02T16:59:57.363Z</updated><title type='text'>Dad's Army</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while, guess I've just been waiting for something amazing to happen in my life.Well...............Have seen Sissy and Dolly!!! (Godfrey's sisters)He is always talking about them, but I never thought they ever appeared on screen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108205829242591210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/108205829242591210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2004/04/dads-army.html' title='Dad&apos;s Army'/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3814363.post-107160468738481014</id><published>2003-12-16T19:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-16T20:00:35.936Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With all the topical fuss about the future of Air travel, I have given some thought to 'neutralizing' the Carbon Dioxide output resulting from my recent travels.Using the Carbon Dioxide calculator suggests that I either plant one tree or pay for one low energy light bulb for a developing nation, in order to carbon neutralize one flight.A tree or bulb costs £10, and I'm almost at 100 flights.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/107160468738481014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=107160468738481014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107160468738481014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107160468738481014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/12/with-all-topical-fuss-about-future-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-107160407694862758</id><published>2003-12-16T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-16T19:48:48.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>''When Saddam Hussein was shown on TV after being captured by the Americans, I thought he looked like an Ospreys coach, He was in a hole and got out of it. So will I.'' - Lyn Jones</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/107160407694862758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=107160407694862758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107160407694862758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107160407694862758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/12/when-saddam-hussein-was-shown-on-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-107143486754511978</id><published>2003-12-14T20:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:50:17.593Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw the picture on the TV at the airport and thought the yanks had captured Santa Claus.  Read the news on the Internet, someone had noted that Osama Bin Laden had won the International Hide and Seek championships.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/107143486754511978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=107143486754511978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107143486754511978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/107143486754511978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/12/saw-picture-on-tv-at-airport-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106880481646542803</id><published>2003-11-14T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-14T10:13:56.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Off to Panama (via San Diego) on Sunday for a couple of weeks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106880481646542803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106880481646542803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106880481646542803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106880481646542803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/11/off-to-panama-via-san-diego-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106857778242377662</id><published>2003-11-11T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-14T20:55:51.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While I was away:Tory party replaced a leader who's main quality was uselessness with someone who has politics to the right of Genghis Khan (or should I say with the politics of David Blunkett) and the personal appeal of Robin Cook.  Well done guys, start preparing for government.No person on the street can answer a political question without talking about 'asylum seekers' and blaming them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106857778242377662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106857778242377662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106857778242377662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106857778242377662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/11/while-i-was-away-tory-party-replaced.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106856238672036953</id><published>2003-11-11T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T15:14:21.043Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I returned to Cardiff on Sunday night wearing a pair of sandals. Either my naked feet have become more attractive over the last few weeks with the addition of some blistering and a light tan, or I've learned to love them through exposure.  Anyway, it was pissing down in Cardiff and there was a large queue for taxis so I was forced to drag my case home through town with wet feet.  The rugby had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106856238672036953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106856238672036953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106856238672036953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106856238672036953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-returned-to-cardiff-on-sunday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106847005607288842</id><published>2003-11-10T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T16:02:23.650Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been in Oz for two weeks for the Rugby World cup.Things I learnt whilst in Australia:	About Drinks:		All Australian beer is crap.  In desperation I moved to drinking bottled beer, namely Corona. They seem to have a national shortage of limes, instead they insist in putting a slice of lemon in the neck of a Corona, making it taste like Carling-top Disgusting!!.  My worst drink serving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106847005607288842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106847005607288842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106847005607288842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106847005607288842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/11/been-in-oz-for-two-weeks-for-rugby.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106675729482033957</id><published>2003-10-21T17:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-21T17:29:34.040Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got my osprey's top DSC01403.JPGDSC01404.JPG</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106675729482033957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106675729482033957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106675729482033957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106675729482033957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/10/got-my-ospreys-top-dsc01403.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106502925942137429</id><published>2003-10-01T17:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-01T17:34:56.593Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Having an excellent birthday week so far:- Went to Barcelona for a long weekend.- School on Tuesday (birthday) where I heard a marvelous chicken impression (and a not so marvelous elephant impression).- Had birthday breakfast on my own in Tesco cafe: coffee, cheese and onion toastie, read the newspaper.- Excellent meal with parents in evening, Beth, Matt.. lots of fish.- Out for a few (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106502925942137429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106502925942137429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106502925942137429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106502925942137429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/10/having-excellent-birthday-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106450065195753439</id><published>2003-09-25T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-25T14:37:31.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Look what these bastards have done to Wales.They've taken our coal, our water, our steel. They buy our houses and they only live in them for a fortnight every 12 months. What have they given us? Absolutely nothing. We've been exploited, raped, controlled and punished by the English and that's who you are playing this afternoon." - Phil Bennett (before Wales v England encounter in 1977)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106450065195753439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106450065195753439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106450065195753439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106450065195753439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/09/look-what-these-bastards-have-done-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106244623943650460</id><published>2003-09-01T19:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-01T20:08:22.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was reminded of this web page I created to instruct people in work on how to pronounce my name...  Was surprised to find that it was still hosted on one of the web servers in the office.How to pronounce my name1) The first thing to remember is that the G is hard and not soft. ie:GarageNOT General2) Pronounce 'aint' as if it rhymes with 'pint'3) Now put the stress on the first syllable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106244623943650460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106244623943650460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106244623943650460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106244623943650460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/09/was-reminded-of-this-web-page-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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-3814363.post-106244480761492268</id><published>2003-09-01T19:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-01T19:42:13.820Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in Cardiff after a month in the US.  Took a quick overnight trip to Amsterdam while on the way home:An early breakfast after a very late, and very wet, night out: [A], [B]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/feeds/106244480761492268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3814363&amp;postID=106244480761492268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106244480761492268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3814363/posts/default/106244480761492268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cneifio.blogspot.com/2003/09/back-in-cardiff-after-month-in-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Geraint</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05276191275689899402</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>
