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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:bobbieo1.blog.co.uk,2009-11-07:/</id><title>ususual head</title><link rel="self" href="http://bobbieo1.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bobbieo1.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-07T19:47:23+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:bobbieo1.blog.co.uk,2008-03-12:/2008/03/13/my-sooo-boring-day-3868264/</id><title>my sooo boring day</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bobbieo1.blog.co.uk/2008/03/13/my-sooo-boring-day-3868264/"/><author><name>bobbieo1</name></author><published>2008-03-13T00:08:49+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:08:49+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;this is my 3rd day of my holiday, after 3 days i am ready to go back to work.   why is it when you have the time you wish you were at work, and when you are at work you wish u were at home.             my day was planned by nipping out to the local diy store to get myself some shelves how interesting is that,
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