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 <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 19:20:51 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>The Keston Munch</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/221598/</link>
 <description>is on Wednesday, and I&apos;m going, and so is someone special:o)</description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 25 Dec 2008 09:36:18 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>grinning from ear to ear</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/220302/</link>
 <description>When MoK and I first went to the dungeon back in February i was blown away by the paper cranes someone had tied underneath the railway lines at Vauxhall. </description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 13:39:16 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>December 24th</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/220199/</link>
 <description>Usually at this point on Christmas eve I am reaching the zenith of my pre Christmas misery, ( or should  that be nadir if applied to misery). I am , however,  copacetic. Shopped out with about £1 to my name, watching tv, fridge and cupboards full, new digital photo frame flashing pictures covering a century of my family, and gifts under the tree. I have a smile on my face as I think of what might be in the ones for me, and I lack nothing.</description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 23:15:52 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>you&#39;d really think</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/219780/</link>
 <description>that after 5 years I&apos;d recognise it.</description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 19:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>somedays</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/219764/</link>
 <description>you just wish you didn&apos;tlive on your own</description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 07:07:49 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>past, present and future</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/219349/</link>
 <description>Last night was great</description>
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 <pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2008 18:03:25 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>It&#39;s beginning to look a lot like Christmas</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/219292/</link>
 <description>MoK and I are having Christmas tonight.</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 18:59:12 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>scary</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/219086/</link>
 <description>I bought my tree today and decorated it, and no one made me do it.</description>
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 <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 17:13:30 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>woe woe and thrice woe</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/218750/</link>
 <description>Yesterday, I went to Canterbury for the UK carol service. The journey down was very good smooth traffic, beautiful weather. he service was wondeful, most of it by candlelight. I set of home at 10 and according to Dora the explorer my ETA was about 11:10.</description>
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 <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 18:43:49 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>Being treated mean to keep me keen</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/218385/</link>
 <description>Well it finally got to be Friday. A message left for me in the middle of the night saying that where we were going was 60 miles away.</description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 08:12:38 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>fifth of the twelfth</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/217966/</link>
 <description>In a little while MoK will be here, he has a few odd jobs he wants to here but then he will whisk me off for my treat.</description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 22:28:47 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>In the bleak Mid Keston</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/217816/</link>
 <description>this afternoon I was cold tired and fed up</description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 29 Nov 2008 19:56:26 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>teh gentle excitement of anticipation</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/217256/</link>
 <description>I had a phone call the other day</description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 07:10:46 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>happy Birthday Mistress_Amethyst</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/215458/</link>
 <description>have a wonderful day, I am gutted that I cannot share it with you, the window men will be here in half an hour and the house is total chaos.</description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 19:44:56 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>tripping -but not quite falling</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/214285/</link>
 <description>I have been so calm and happy lately that I never expected a thread from my past to smake out and almost destroy me yesterday. </description>
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 <pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 09:21:15 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>Hallowe&#39;en</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/213655/</link>
 <description>last year was not a happy day, the only thing that can can be said for it is that it paved the way for Man_of_Kent and I to become Dom and sub, and the past 12 months have been wonderful. </description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 21:17:26 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>gratuitous repetition</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/213372/</link>
 <description>I came home tonight to frosted grass and crisp leaves, the heating was on as I came through the door, and the cats came and greeted me. I prepared dinner then tidied up a bit spent about half and hour talking to MoK on the phone, ate dinner, washed up and came up here. Now wrapped in my soft white dressing gown, watching silent witness i was sitting back in my chair and thinking about going out on Friday night, I have to say it, though I know I have many times before.</description>
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 <pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 16:52:14 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>hoist with my own petard</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/212488/</link>
 <description>at the beginning of the year i was planning things I wanted to achieve in 1,000 days and whilst we were discussing it MoK looked at my bitten nails and said No that would be too much to ask. </description>
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 <pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 09:31:57 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>All Hallows Eve</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/211188/</link>
 <description>We are going to a Hallowe&apos;en party MoK and I, and he is making my dress. It is made of beautiful rich purple rope from </description>
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 <pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 17:56:59 GMT</pubDate>
 <title>Morning has broken</title>
 <link>http://www.informedconsent.co.uk/posts/211017/</link>
 <description>I have been driving to work across Croydon Aerodrome, it was the first London Airport and because of it the areas was badly bombed in the 2nd world war. You would never know it now - there are large swards of green with the tall buildings of Croydon in the background, this week , in the sunshine, I have  seen the dew sparkling in the sun and watching the steam start to come off it as it starts to dry off.</description>
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