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         <title>The village christmas market</title>
         <description>My grandparents came to visit again, with great aunt Jan, and we walked down to the local village hall where there was a christmas market.

The spiced apple drink smelled good and there were stalls of locally made winter things.
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         <title>My first Hallowe&apos;en</title>
         <description><![CDATA[Grandma and Grandad came back from their holidays in Thailand, where they didn't manage to get washed away like the rest of the country.

When I got home I found an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exquisite_corpse">Exquisite Corpse</a> of a pumpkin.

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         <pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 11:59:12 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Clare Castle Country Park</title>
         <description><![CDATA[Dad took me to <a href="http://www.clare-uk.com/pages/clare-castle-country-park-602.htm">Clare Castle Country Park</a> today, where he showed me the disused railway station and line. He told me about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Western_Railway">Gods Wonderful Railway</a> and how Brunel made a line from London to Truro without significant gradient, using some of the best engineered tunnels and bridges ever made. And how he made a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thames_Tunnel">tunnel under the Thames</a>.

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Then he showed me some old hooks on the wall of a bridge and talked about the how the railways were the cutting edge of <a href="http://distantwriting.co.uk/railwaysignaltelegaphy.aspx">telegraph</a> because they needed to signal between stations so the trains didn't bump into each other.
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         <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2011 22:21:03 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Meeting auntie Gillian</title>
         <description>My dads sister came to visit, and we all went out to Grantchester for tea. Its a pleasant orchard where you sit among the apple trees. Then we went for a walk along the meadows by the river.
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         <pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 19:03:45 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Linton zoo</title>
         <description><![CDATA[Dad took me to Linton Zoo today, where we met all kinds of animals, he showed me Tapirs and Zebras and told me about how we have to look after all the parrots from the Amazon because we keep chopping down the trees and turning them into furniture.

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         <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 18:01:43 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Village jumble sale</title>
         <description>We went down to the village hall where they were running a jumble sale, there were lots of things for sale, mainly clothes and books, but a few other things like games and ornaments</description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 17:04:30 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Tomato festival at wimpole</title>
         <description><![CDATA[We went to the <a href="http://explorefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/wimpole-hall-20th-august-day-1-saturday.html">Tomato Festival</a> at <a href="http://www.wimpole.org/">Wimpole Hall</a>. The growing season was a bit odd this year, so there weren't as many tomatoes ready as normal, but there were some different ones to taste.
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         <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2011 19:16:08 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Escape from hospital, redux</title>
         <description>They were really helpful on ward C3, much better than when I was in Lady Mary, and they were all convinced I was going to be OK but they had to wait for the results from the tests they were taking before they could let me go home. But now, at last, they&apos;ve let me out again. Its good to be home, it&apos;ll have to do for the moment at least.
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         <pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2011 18:32:21 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Back to the hospital</title>
         <description>I really don&apos;t like it out here. I screamed myself blue to get them to put me back where I came from, but they didn&apos;t understand. Instead they looked panicked and rushed me back to the hospital. We waited for ages to be seen, then were taken through to a curtained room where they weighed and measured and took samples and did lots of doctor stuff.

After a bit of looking and discussion they decided that they were worried that I might have some kind of infection and they should keep me in so they could keep an eye on my progress. Great, more hospital, just what I need.

But they&apos;ve taken me to a different place this time, not so crowded, and I get my own room with a notice for everyone to wash their hands when they enter and leave, and everything.
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         <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 09:12:49 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Meeting great aunt Lisa</title>
         <description>It was slightly less of a surpise meeting Auntie Lisa, she had arranged to come over for the afternoon.</description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2011 19:13:35 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Visit from ambulance man</title>
         <description>I don&apos;t think I like this world, its not cosy and warm like where I was before. There is space now, so I&apos;m not all scrunched up any more, but its so much effort to breath and eat and everything. All I can do is scream. So I did. Lots.

They seemed worried, like I had screamed too much. So they called someone to check on me. Poor guy hit is head on the low beam as he came into the room to see me, he didn&apos;t seem too concerned but he did want to keep me observed for a while. To be honest it sounded he was relieved to be dealing with a baby rather than some drunken people fighting in a town centre somewhere, so he was quite happy to sit with me and make sure I was OK until his colleagues had finished mopping up the drunks.
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         <pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2011 05:12:01 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Meeting great aunt Jane</title>
         <description>My first visitors! Everyone seemed a bit surprised as they arrived just as they were getting readdy to sit down to have some food - grandad was bringing Chinese Takeaway, which my mum was looking forward to because she couldn&apos;t eat properly when I was inside her.
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         <pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2011 21:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>Escape from hospital</title>
         <description>Gosh, I&apos;m glad to be out of that place - we were all crammed in so tight, so many families with so much change going on. It was so hot and noisy there, and there were always other babies crying too. They say this is to be my home now, there&apos;s my mum, Adelle, my dad, Neil, and a furry brother called Mr Jecks, he&apos;s very curious. Grandma and grandad live nearby too, its a much nicer environment here, without all those blue curtains and nurses hurting me all the time.
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         <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 19:06:39 +0000</pubDate>
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         <title>And so it begins</title>
         <description><![CDATA[They brought me into this world at 19:09, weighing 8lb 6oz, at Addenbrookes hospital. They thought I might have some trouble breathing so they whisked me off to the special care unit with my dad, but I was big and bright and perky compared with the others there, so after a quick check they sent me back to mum.

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I met my grandma and grandad, and Sam, a doula, before they packed everything onto mums bed and wheeled us all down to the Lady Mary ward.
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         <pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2011 23:05:34 +0000</pubDate>
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