<?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-7829231424890083540</id><updated>2011-08-03T20:16:31.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on Walls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-8335981330368316219</id><published>2009-10-02T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T08:55:30.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little boy and his friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsYh76jmR7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8LeCPbwtZ0c/s1600-h/DSC07807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388031317409941426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsYh76jmR7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8LeCPbwtZ0c/s320/DSC07807.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet Nu-Nu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A penquin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And a boys' best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought by me when Noah was still in the womb this soft, cuddly poppet has slept alongside Noah every night since he first came home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He isn't as plush as he once was. He isn't as bright and clean as he once was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuddles do that to a penquin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-8335981330368316219?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/8335981330368316219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-boy-and-his-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/8335981330368316219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/8335981330368316219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-boy-and-his-friend.html' title='A little boy and his friend'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsYh76jmR7I/AAAAAAAAAIc/8LeCPbwtZ0c/s72-c/DSC07807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-64573155065034548</id><published>2009-10-01T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:17:16.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsSdwLvSPGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/49S2Bivggwk/s1600-h/DSC07783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387604505352354914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsSdwLvSPGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/49S2Bivggwk/s320/DSC07783.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week Toby has turned 2 - wow, how did that happen? I have been looking at ways in which to record the moment and this was one of them. I also intend to do a photo a day for the month of October - I love the colours at this time of year so hopefully many opportunities will present themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-64573155065034548?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/64573155065034548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/10/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/64573155065034548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/64573155065034548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/10/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SsSdwLvSPGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/49S2Bivggwk/s72-c/DSC07783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1597924248005306091</id><published>2009-04-09T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:59:13.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sd3TukLG02I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YihVHE4aE4o/s1600-h/Easter+Nests.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322643131559498594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sd3TukLG02I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YihVHE4aE4o/s320/Easter+Nests.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why is it that you can spend so much time shopping for a child related activity, setting up the activity only for children to a) realise that a chunk of dry shredded wheat isn't easily chewable b) eat 50% of the prep work and c) complete activity in a time that only Usain Bolt is generally familar with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There are two weeks of Easter Holidays, 14 days,  336 hours, 20 160 minutes, 1 209 600 seconds. The nest making barely lasted 5 minutes. Bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1597924248005306091?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1597924248005306091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1597924248005306091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1597924248005306091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-time.html' title='Easter Time'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sd3TukLG02I/AAAAAAAAAIM/YihVHE4aE4o/s72-c/Easter+Nests.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2631420643660694992</id><published>2009-04-08T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:44:52.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdy2w1wLN-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sf75lg1QNjY/s1600-h/April+8th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322329809824200674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdy2w1wLN-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sf75lg1QNjY/s320/April+8th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the last 72 hours Noah has become something of a creative monster, quite uncontrollable. Give the kid a crayon and he will go and go and go, outlasting even the most in shape Duracell bunny. I don't want to halt this artistic flow but I am concerned as to what to do with 100+ portraits consisting mainly of myself, Toby and Daddy, the odd apple and rocket thrown in for good measure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2631420643660694992?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2631420643660694992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/creative-genius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2631420643660694992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2631420643660694992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/creative-genius.html' title='Creative Genius'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdy2w1wLN-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sf75lg1QNjY/s72-c/April+8th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-872692306685566403</id><published>2009-04-07T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T08:01:12.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtqOqKeZhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/uZ9dVC60Sgc/s1600-h/April+7th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321964184737310226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtqOqKeZhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/uZ9dVC60Sgc/s320/April+7th.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Returning from a trip means a little shop en-route for the basics, milk, bread and in my case flowers. I like them in my house, it makes it home for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They don't have to be special, they don' t have to be designed in fact it is more pleasing when they just rest in their vase and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-872692306685566403?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/872692306685566403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/872692306685566403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/872692306685566403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtqOqKeZhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/uZ9dVC60Sgc/s72-c/April+7th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-4708378795301794356</id><published>2009-04-07T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:58:32.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstitious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdto-wxDLZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mc7eMsJoRuM/s1600-h/April+6th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321962812120182162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdto-wxDLZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mc7eMsJoRuM/s320/April+6th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I question the reasoning of having these digits represent a flight number? As an uneasy flyer and saluter of magpies, it didn't settle easy with me. But no plane fell from the sky and I survived to be able to write about it. Not all went well though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This case had a friend, and at the moment the friend is lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-4708378795301794356?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/4708378795301794356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/superstitious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4708378795301794356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4708378795301794356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/superstitious.html' title='Superstitious?'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdto-wxDLZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/mc7eMsJoRuM/s72-c/April+6th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1602526305515054659</id><published>2009-04-07T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:52:42.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trees are there to be climbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtoUXnT_vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/niWlp1YHekw/s1600-h/April+5th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321962083813949170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtoUXnT_vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/niWlp1YHekw/s320/April+5th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy's should climb trees, in fact I think it should be part of the National Curriculum for the under 10s to climb trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They should also be made to figure out how to get themselves down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1602526305515054659?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1602526305515054659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/trees-are-there-to-be-climbed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1602526305515054659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1602526305515054659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/trees-are-there-to-be-climbed.html' title='Trees are there to be climbed'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtoUXnT_vI/AAAAAAAAAHs/niWlp1YHekw/s72-c/April+5th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-474623843137958035</id><published>2009-04-07T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:49:30.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dun a Ri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtmeOMIcDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sfFl6Jk7RPY/s1600-h/April+4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321960054059462706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtmeOMIcDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sfFl6Jk7RPY/s320/April+4th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The bridge (not sure if it is Sarah's or Cromwell's) but either way its old and quite scenic sits amongst the Dun a Ri Forest Park in Kingscourt Co. Cavan on the banks of the Cabra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The potential for a very serene walk should you not have two children trying to launch themselves over the barrier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-474623843137958035?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/474623843137958035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/dun-ri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/474623843137958035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/474623843137958035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/dun-ri.html' title='Dun a Ri'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtmeOMIcDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/sfFl6Jk7RPY/s72-c/April+4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1158995908664644302</id><published>2009-04-07T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:40:46.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtlb2wdd2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/XbNWUQF0Zl0/s1600-h/April+3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321958913898018658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtlb2wdd2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/XbNWUQF0Zl0/s320/April+3rd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Noah calmly got to work with the planting of potatos on his ancesteral land, though not the most enthusiastic of gardeners, there are a row of spuds now working their magic in the soil ready for the return trip in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who said this was a sterotypical image of a trip to Ireland?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1158995908664644302?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1158995908664644302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1158995908664644302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1158995908664644302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-land.html' title='On the land'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtlb2wdd2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/XbNWUQF0Zl0/s72-c/April+3rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-6688725342389620224</id><published>2009-04-07T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:37:15.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana Hugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtkZfOL9WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/T2M9nUglrN0/s1600-h/April+2nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321957773708883298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtkZfOL9WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/T2M9nUglrN0/s320/April+2nd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toby soon got to grips with his Nana on a trip to Ireland, happily hugging and very at ease in the change of environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-6688725342389620224?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/6688725342389620224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/nana-hugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6688725342389620224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6688725342389620224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/nana-hugs.html' title='Nana Hugs'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdtkZfOL9WI/AAAAAAAAAHU/T2M9nUglrN0/s72-c/April+2nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-5521556054245135953</id><published>2009-04-07T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:33:26.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtjt5TlWCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ohrpoh6gdds/s1600-h/April+1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321957024796596258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtjt5TlWCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ohrpoh6gdds/s320/April+1st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; He can't read, can write his name but not a sentance, counts to 20 on occasion and calls sheep "sheeps" but he can happily control a mouse and keyboard and work his way through Postman Pat games on the PC, go back to the main Cbeebies page and start colouring the Chuggington gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is learning 2009 style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-5521556054245135953?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/5521556054245135953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-generation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5521556054245135953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5521556054245135953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-generation.html' title='New Generation'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sdtjt5TlWCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ohrpoh6gdds/s72-c/April+1st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-4291920748144062155</id><published>2009-03-31T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:59:12.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdIhotMIRRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wNroZN4CCQ4/s1600-h/Isla3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319351093086930194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdIhotMIRRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wNroZN4CCQ4/s320/Isla3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the last part of my portrait course is tonight I needed more subjects and none are more compliant than a 10 week old baby. A bit of a mistake this shot, I was just playing around with the angles of the camera and got this, a bit of a tweak with picnik and I the end result is something I quite like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-4291920748144062155?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/4291920748144062155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4291920748144062155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4291920748144062155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-blues.html' title='Baby Blues'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdIhotMIRRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/wNroZN4CCQ4/s72-c/Isla3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2068649861642670765</id><published>2009-03-30T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:10:39.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdDBxq6pXbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5KxQc_x9k3M/s1600-h/March+30th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318964219002576306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdDBxq6pXbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5KxQc_x9k3M/s320/March+30th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2068649861642670765?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2068649861642670765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-pink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2068649861642670765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2068649861642670765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-pink.html' title='In the pink'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdDBxq6pXbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5KxQc_x9k3M/s72-c/March+30th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2330008196722827196</id><published>2009-03-30T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T05:37:15.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Country Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC7LJhqW9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/6nBrDLOWgaA/s1600-h/March+29th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956960134618066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC7LJhqW9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/6nBrDLOWgaA/s320/March+29th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As we were in Stratford it seemed only appropriate to do some Shakespere "stuff". A little excursion to Anne Hathaway's cottage and the lovely sculpture garden, heralded the opportunity to take this pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2330008196722827196?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2330008196722827196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-country-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2330008196722827196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2330008196722827196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-country-garden.html' title='English Country Garden'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC7LJhqW9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/6nBrDLOWgaA/s72-c/March+29th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-8692495664276869725</id><published>2009-03-30T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T05:21:56.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon G+T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC5ONrh5XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/u2b7V_Be4t8/s1600-h/March+28th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318954813766100338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC5ONrh5XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/u2b7V_Be4t8/s320/March+28th.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Post-Swim and Pre-Massage the perfect starting point to a night away with friends sans children. It was 3.30pm but nothing like starting as you intend to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-8692495664276869725?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/8692495664276869725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/afternoon-gt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/8692495664276869725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/8692495664276869725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/afternoon-gt.html' title='Afternoon G+T'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SdC5ONrh5XI/AAAAAAAAAGs/u2b7V_Be4t8/s72-c/March+28th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-3849633713173669275</id><published>2009-03-27T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T07:37:51.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SczkUnA2SbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ce8XxzC2Yy0/s1600-h/March+27th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317876302738770354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SczkUnA2SbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ce8XxzC2Yy0/s320/March+27th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With colour. Yes i did indeed take some photos of spaghetti. Does this make me a little bit mental... probably yes. Does it make me appreciate colour and structure...probably yes. Should I go and do something constructive.... probably yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-3849633713173669275?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/3849633713173669275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3849633713173669275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3849633713173669275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-around.html' title='Playing around'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SczkUnA2SbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ce8XxzC2Yy0/s72-c/March+27th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-4809096976028664721</id><published>2009-03-26T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:05:32.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daffodils</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sct8vYS6EPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uaWb42pRPTY/s1600-h/March+26th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317480938458452210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sct8vYS6EPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uaWb42pRPTY/s320/March+26th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There is always something cheery about passing daffodils on the roadside, even on the greyest of spring days they provide a little sunshine. Though I love flowers I don't like cut daffodils it spoils them some how and they never look as nice as they do - in the ground - as nature intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few motorists passing by must have assumed my mental state as mad, but my friend who was with me understood. She has a camera too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-4809096976028664721?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/4809096976028664721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/daffodils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4809096976028664721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4809096976028664721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/daffodils.html' title='Daffodils'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sct8vYS6EPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uaWb42pRPTY/s72-c/March+26th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-6705149958373957051</id><published>2009-03-25T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:33:22.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScpcqEae8xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_pxaOGfP65s/s1600-h/March+25th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317164187873374994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScpcqEae8xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_pxaOGfP65s/s320/March+25th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was being clever, buying up those chocolate eggs in advance. Not so. It was in fact stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will firmly guarantee that these eggs will be gone before the Easter Bunny even gets out of bed, and I am not one to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-6705149958373957051?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/6705149958373957051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-temptation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6705149958373957051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6705149958373957051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-temptation.html' title='Sweet Temptation'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScpcqEae8xI/AAAAAAAAAF8/_pxaOGfP65s/s72-c/March+25th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1966882198070150489</id><published>2009-03-25T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:09:14.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScoesqPXNGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b7c98CA2jcg/s1600-h/March+24th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317096062666093666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScoesqPXNGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b7c98CA2jcg/s320/March+24th.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unchaining myself from my desk, hanging up the phone and putting the lid back on the pen. I got to speak in person to several people today. Including the delightful Molly Moo who would happily pose in front of the camera all day. Thank you Molly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My boys take note: you have a lot to learn and I am not putting the camera away anytime soon. Get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1966882198070150489?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1966882198070150489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1966882198070150489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1966882198070150489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-people.html' title='Back to people'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScoesqPXNGI/AAAAAAAAAF0/b7c98CA2jcg/s72-c/March+24th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-6833522254422141462</id><published>2009-03-24T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:00:04.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tools of the trade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScigJfyO62I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3R7fpogOYGw/s1600-h/March+23rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316675445122329442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScigJfyO62I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3R7fpogOYGw/s320/March+23rd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what I do. Literally. What do publishers actually do? Well if Monday the 23rd of March is any example, we write, we talk and we do some more of both. Through the course of my working day I wrote about 6000 words, shaping that into a presentable 3500 words. I talked on the phone for over 3.5 hours and I answered e-mails about 36 times, and initiated about 25 more. I also played with pretty colours on a diagram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not a bad way to pay the bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-6833522254422141462?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/6833522254422141462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/tools-of-trade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6833522254422141462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/6833522254422141462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/tools-of-trade.html' title='Tools of the trade'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScigJfyO62I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3R7fpogOYGw/s72-c/March+23rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-3377963807127094049</id><published>2009-03-22T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:50:17.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScYXyZ69X-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/q_nRHx-Ezkg/s1600-h/March+22nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315962564876525538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScYXyZ69X-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/q_nRHx-Ezkg/s320/March+22nd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It would have been nice to say that these were handed to me in person but they were, according to a 4 year old's weights and measures perspective too heavy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-3377963807127094049?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/3377963807127094049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3377963807127094049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3377963807127094049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScYXyZ69X-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/q_nRHx-Ezkg/s72-c/March+22nd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-7034734456630592698</id><published>2009-03-21T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:46:26.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the sun shine in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScUZvukgF0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/U7nMIvotgPA/s1600-h/March+21st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315683242926413634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScUZvukgF0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/U7nMIvotgPA/s320/March+21st.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is so nice to have sunshine! Let the boys outside, mowing the lawn is this the start of good things to come. I hope so last year the Summer was quite frankly shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-7034734456630592698?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/7034734456630592698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-sun-shine-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7034734456630592698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7034734456630592698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-sun-shine-in.html' title='Let the sun shine in!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScUZvukgF0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/U7nMIvotgPA/s72-c/March+21st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2811357881808049215</id><published>2009-03-20T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:20:52.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm amongst Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScOJuKaLMDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fKgJW8JtpJo/s1600-h/March+20th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315243411388444722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScOJuKaLMDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fKgJW8JtpJo/s320/March+20th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there I was in the kitchen, making Toby's lunch and thinking about what today's photo could be. I was only out of the playroom for two minutes returning to find child in slumber having decided lunch could wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By the way I didn't leave him there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2811357881808049215?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2811357881808049215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/calm-amongst-chaos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2811357881808049215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2811357881808049215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/calm-amongst-chaos.html' title='Calm amongst Chaos'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScOJuKaLMDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fKgJW8JtpJo/s72-c/March+20th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-7029760505624120358</id><published>2009-03-20T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:10:22.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raaaagh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScNcqcPYNAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1EIIccnsXt4/s1600-h/March+19th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315193869432271874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScNcqcPYNAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1EIIccnsXt4/s320/March+19th.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I can't remember how many times I have been to the Oxford Museum of Natural History, it must be working its way to 100 visits. I used to go with Grampie when I was little and he always told me that the skeleton on the T-Rex was real. It isn't, but nevermind I won't let that tiny fact dent the memories of childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was Toby's third visit to the museum - not bad for 18 months, but an easy diversion after a quick psychology session at Oxford Baby Lab (Note: Toby still to be confirmed as a genius). The Victorian Gothic structure and architecture of the museum lends it self perfectly to its skeletal inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-7029760505624120358?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/7029760505624120358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/raaaagh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7029760505624120358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7029760505624120358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/raaaagh.html' title='Raaaagh!!!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScNcqcPYNAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/1EIIccnsXt4/s72-c/March+19th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-7370356004446593547</id><published>2009-03-18T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T06:19:11.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScD0oX6LLdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cz1cNkVfW4Y/s1600-h/March+17th.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314516534747147730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScD0oX6LLdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cz1cNkVfW4Y/s320/March+17th.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;St Mary's Church, Cogges. Place of my wedding, and christening of both my boys, but also the final resting place of Sarah. Little is legible on the old headstone, but the name stands out on the memorial hidden away at the back of the graveyard, overgrown with brambles, hidden by trees. Forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-7370356004446593547?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/7370356004446593547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7370356004446593547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7370356004446593547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgotten.html' title='Forgotten'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/ScD0oX6LLdI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cz1cNkVfW4Y/s72-c/March+17th.3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-3406616841470454847</id><published>2009-03-17T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:15:02.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Portraits</title><content type='html'>And the sunshine is upon us, that seemed like a long dark winter of discontent. Nice to be able to have the children outside, still fighting, but at least outside. So in honour of the sunshine......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb-wF1siHrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V2h9ILAAOHQ/s1600-h/March17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314159699680173746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb-wF1siHrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V2h9ILAAOHQ/s320/March17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-3406616841470454847?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/3406616841470454847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-portraits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3406616841470454847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3406616841470454847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-portraits.html' title='More Portraits'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb-wF1siHrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/V2h9ILAAOHQ/s72-c/March17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-4031408149071497480</id><published>2009-03-16T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T04:39:47.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Line of Stripes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb46AbEY0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/jPjd5gBpxyI/s1600-h/March+Clothes+Line+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313748389284335746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb46AbEY0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/jPjd5gBpxyI/s320/March+Clothes+Line+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When it comes to boys clothes there is very little choice. You can have monster/thug themed clothing, character brand advertising or stripes. I opt for the latter. In a big way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb450kb8LyI/AAAAAAAAAEs/ilj3QyqDzY4/s1600-h/March+Clothes+Line1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-4031408149071497480?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/4031408149071497480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/line-of-stripes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4031408149071497480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/4031408149071497480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/line-of-stripes.html' title='Line of Stripes'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb46AbEY0II/AAAAAAAAAE0/jPjd5gBpxyI/s72-c/March+Clothes+Line+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1249438644665445726</id><published>2009-03-16T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:57:44.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let there be light</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb4F9YQA0UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zBIcYwpF0Es/s1600-h/Michael1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313691162383536450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb4F9YQA0UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zBIcYwpF0Es/s320/Michael1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With time running out to capture any more portraits before Monday's "Photo School" session, I persuaded/forced/bribed Michael to sit in front of the camera, pointing the lamp at various angles on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was a homage to his Alter Boy days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1249438644665445726?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1249438644665445726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-there-be-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1249438644665445726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1249438644665445726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-there-be-light.html' title='Let there be light'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sb4F9YQA0UI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zBIcYwpF0Es/s72-c/Michael1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2898497748402471153</id><published>2009-03-14T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:58:04.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbubS9Ny1GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U6iGxqJd6-k/s1600-h/March+14th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313010935386002530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbubS9Ny1GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U6iGxqJd6-k/s320/March+14th.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.... After Digital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have just realised that there is no way in the world that I would have this interest in photography if it wasn't the digital age. Yes I had an SLR from the age of 17 but didn't really use it to the extent of its capabilities. I don't have a technical brain and whilst I can read the words there is something up top which means knowledge and understanding take a while to fuse together. My mind has a very slow shutter speed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2898497748402471153?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2898497748402471153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/ad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2898497748402471153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2898497748402471153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/ad.html' title='AD.....'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbubS9Ny1GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/U6iGxqJd6-k/s72-c/March+14th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-5781352277898363507</id><published>2009-03-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T07:34:01.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just being nosey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbpt3wDQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Y1-zrUpvvk/s1600-h/March+13th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312679514995743970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbpt3wDQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Y1-zrUpvvk/s320/March+13th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.............get it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-5781352277898363507?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/5781352277898363507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-be-nosey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5781352277898363507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5781352277898363507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-be-nosey.html' title='Just being nosey...'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbpt3wDQ3OI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Y1-zrUpvvk/s72-c/March+13th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-623417935086019725</id><published>2009-03-12T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:38:52.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbk6ZHwP_hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uVny8scZlbo/s1600-h/March+12th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312341438712774162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbk6ZHwP_hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uVny8scZlbo/s320/March+12th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there I was in the kitchen constructing a gingerbread man escape scene, using playdoh as supports for the gb escape team, then I realised that this wasn't the normal behaviour of a thirtysomething.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I need to get out more.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-623417935086019725?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/623417935086019725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-escape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/623417935086019725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/623417935086019725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbk6ZHwP_hI/AAAAAAAAAEM/uVny8scZlbo/s72-c/March+12th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-5714117498610005356</id><published>2009-03-11T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:47:46.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes it just doesn't happen....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbfba3ziheI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4IwfVYf3eUU/s1600-h/March+11th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311955540209993186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbfba3ziheI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4IwfVYf3eUU/s320/March+11th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;........or you can't summon up the energy to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As it is a work day I had a bright idea to capture "movement" with my camera at home, with the boy's scaletrix track, but if you have ever tried to play this and take pictures at the same time you will have found, as I have I, that it just doesn't work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Instead today's shot is just about colour and editing colour to that, maybe I will try it again another day with a small assistant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-5714117498610005356?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/5714117498610005356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-it-just-doesnt-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5714117498610005356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5714117498610005356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-it-just-doesnt-happen.html' title='Sometimes it just doesn&apos;t happen....'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sbfba3ziheI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4IwfVYf3eUU/s72-c/March+11th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2444661656146351627</id><published>2009-03-10T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:40:08.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbZ646FOhhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fj1ZmJZX7oc/s1600-h/March+10th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311567928612521490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbZ646FOhhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fj1ZmJZX7oc/s320/March+10th.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbZ3oaZpMII/AAAAAAAAAD0/80-PIKkyzpI/s1600-h/March+10th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a really interesting first night of the portrait course our homework for the week is to look at the use of light, and varying styles of light in a range of photographic portrait shots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sarah and Immy are both really easy to shoot,and the cheeky expression on Immy's face in sharp contrast to the tears that were there a few minutes before. I like the fact that the light from the window shadow's Sarah, with the fuller focus on Immy and the catchlight in her eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2444661656146351627?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2444661656146351627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2444661656146351627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2444661656146351627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/homework.html' title='Homework'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbZ646FOhhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fj1ZmJZX7oc/s72-c/March+10th.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-171492237507708322</id><published>2009-03-09T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T07:49:17.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In homage to my portrait photography class starting this evening I took advantage of a quick visit by friends and little Miss Eve and a gerbera that was in already in the house, to throw together some shots.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A swish of black fabric over the sofa, light behind me, a few happy noises in Eve's direction and the end result.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbUqHRBMNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/nmOkru20xH4/s1600-h/March+9th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311197639869216114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbUqHRBMNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/nmOkru20xH4/s320/March+9th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-171492237507708322?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/171492237507708322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/171492237507708322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/171492237507708322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-miss.html' title='Little Miss'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbUqHRBMNXI/AAAAAAAAADs/nmOkru20xH4/s72-c/March+9th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2655488946856174947</id><published>2009-03-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T08:53:42.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally relented and we took the boys to Didcot Railway Centre to see Thomas and his friends do their locomotive thing. Cold but sunny it wasn't too much of a chore as both boys came face to face with the real Thomas, Fat Controller and strange men who love trains. Our trip managed to coincide with blue skies and thankfully we left before an arctic storm swept in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As we sat on the trackside watching the Troublesome Trucks display today's pic is from the angle which Toby must see things. It also begs the question for how long can Noah go on sitting on shoulders......the boy is getting big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310845282405438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbPppXLV0nI/AAAAAAAAADk/2DX5mck7_MY/s320/March+8th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2655488946856174947?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2655488946856174947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/thomas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2655488946856174947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2655488946856174947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/thomas.html' title='Thomas'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbPppXLV0nI/AAAAAAAAADk/2DX5mck7_MY/s72-c/March+8th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-5726360061124170310</id><published>2009-03-07T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T06:33:59.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbKE-1-HDSI/AAAAAAAAADc/fd41RrEu9Wk/s1600-h/March+7th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310453125797580066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbKE-1-HDSI/AAAAAAAAADc/fd41RrEu9Wk/s320/March+7th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not that I am feeling it much today myself, but anyway, a bit of a girly, crafty type shot. Very basic props a standard sheet of A4 printer paper, buttons and a window sill. Up the contrast on the edit, and hey presto........done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to take a photo a day really concentrates the mind on colours, shapes and shadows, taking in the vibrancy of the little things in life, the little things we hide away in boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-5726360061124170310?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/5726360061124170310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/feel-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5726360061124170310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/5726360061124170310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/feel-love.html' title='Feel the love....'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbKE-1-HDSI/AAAAAAAAADc/fd41RrEu9Wk/s72-c/March+7th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-3659987944476196532</id><published>2009-03-06T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:22:55.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something out of nothing</title><content type='html'>I do get out of the house, honestly, but today's journeys are somewhat limited in photographic appeal so while on the way out to get the washing from the tumble dryer this caught my eye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310063302516441666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbEicJFUgkI/AAAAAAAAADU/xh4ZabFf5uk/s320/March+6th.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Any neighbour looking into my garden would have thought I was crazy, standing on a step ladder seemingly taking a photo of concrete (I almost was when the sun went in) Anyway just a short reflection on well reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-3659987944476196532?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/3659987944476196532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-out-of-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3659987944476196532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3659987944476196532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-out-of-nothing.html' title='Something out of nothing'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbEicJFUgkI/AAAAAAAAADU/xh4ZabFf5uk/s72-c/March+6th.4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1813633227277641813</id><published>2009-03-05T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:33:30.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly House at Blenheim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbDtvZmfHhI/AAAAAAAAADM/UfElvX0e7AY/s1600-h/March+5th.2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310005359251758610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbDtvZmfHhI/AAAAAAAAADM/UfElvX0e7AY/s320/March+5th.2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_7Fna9S5I/AAAAAAAAADE/Ss2kSFtNKes/s1600-h/March+5th.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_6zU3b-fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0G5SxQrMmgs/s1600-h/March+5th.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309738245374605810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_6zU3b-fI/AAAAAAAAAC8/0G5SxQrMmgs/s320/March+5th.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_6F3T4_tI/AAAAAAAAACk/dZuhCerTPKU/s1600-h/March+5th.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309737464346771154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_6F3T4_tI/AAAAAAAAACk/dZuhCerTPKU/s320/March+5th.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_5Gc9VhHI/AAAAAAAAACc/-JOG39QqIPE/s1600-h/March+5th.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309736374941090930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_5Gc9VhHI/AAAAAAAAACc/-JOG39QqIPE/s320/March+5th.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_4c6D4KoI/AAAAAAAAACE/SezIR8RkesA/s1600-h/March+5th.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309735661198649986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_4c6D4KoI/AAAAAAAAACE/SezIR8RkesA/s320/March+5th.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_4EQ58dDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w_puhI3aJmk/s1600-h/March+5th.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309735237834273842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa_4EQ58dDI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w_puhI3aJmk/s320/March+5th.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having converted a day ticket to Blenheim into an annual pass for zero pounds and pence, I decided to take Toby on a little trip out to the gardens and Butterfly House. Perfect subjects for playing around with the macro function. Not being the best with things fluttering and flying around me I managed to hold my nerve and get some nice shots, quite a few shots actually.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was particularly impressed with how the butterflys landed on plants that they coordinated with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1813633227277641813?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1813633227277641813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/butterfly-house-at-blenheim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1813633227277641813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1813633227277641813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/butterfly-house-at-blenheim.html' title='Butterfly House at Blenheim'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SbDtvZmfHhI/AAAAAAAAADM/UfElvX0e7AY/s72-c/March+5th.2.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-1586719410949298684</id><published>2009-03-04T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T04:07:10.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's biggest challenge.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa5thMQho3I/AAAAAAAAABc/Qy_Xcnr9GLg/s1600-h/Jane4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309301427710042994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa5thMQho3I/AAAAAAAAABc/Qy_Xcnr9GLg/s320/Jane4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is a fact of life that I hate having my own photograph taken, I am much more at home behind the lens. Genetics did not bless me with any sense of bone structure aside from the basic skeletol structure. Having to endure the humiliation of getting passport photos done twice in the past week, prompted today's challenge of is there any way I can look half decent in a photo... ever....? As always the old adage is true, if you want something doing.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well with boys in childcare and a lull in work I set up Toby's room as a mini studio, got out the tripod and set to work. The end result... generally I think not too bad. I am actually smiling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, theat smile will soon be wiped off my face as a dentist appointment beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-1586719410949298684?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/1586719410949298684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-biggest-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1586719410949298684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/1586719410949298684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/lifes-biggest-challenge.html' title='Life&apos;s biggest challenge.....'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa5thMQho3I/AAAAAAAAABc/Qy_Xcnr9GLg/s72-c/Jane4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-3623102425175217886</id><published>2009-03-03T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T07:02:46.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the most inspirational of days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa1FyTbMDPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJIxyK24eG0/s1600-h/March+3rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308976266249768178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa1FyTbMDPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJIxyK24eG0/s320/March+3rd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a house full of children this morning, I have two tired boys sleeping. A grey afternoon lurks outside so in order to progress my project I turn to perhaps the world's greediest and possibly most neglected cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Max ventures on to the scene as portrait example. A very lazy addition to project.... but it's too cold outside and the light inside is not great. So that will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-3623102425175217886?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/3623102425175217886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-most-inspirational-of-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3623102425175217886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/3623102425175217886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-most-inspirational-of-days.html' title='Not the most inspirational of days.'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/Sa1FyTbMDPI/AAAAAAAAABU/iJIxyK24eG0/s72-c/March+3rd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-7438509016832337627</id><published>2009-03-02T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:35:34.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four for the price of 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawGYR0JMXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BVOI45W6jVo/s1600-h/March+2nd.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308625074931708274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawGYR0JMXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BVOI45W6jVo/s320/March+2nd.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawF49ofToI/AAAAAAAAABE/Nx7OmTT6ZGQ/s1600-h/March+2nd.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624536938172034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawF49ofToI/AAAAAAAAABE/Nx7OmTT6ZGQ/s320/March+2nd.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawFsVpt-DI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pm8W54x-Rxs/s1600-h/March+2nd.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624320047478834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawFsVpt-DI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pm8W54x-Rxs/s320/March+2nd.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawFfdNX5UI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NY90LKNyCvA/s1600-h/March+2nd.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624098737775938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawFfdNX5UI/AAAAAAAAAA0/NY90LKNyCvA/s400/March+2nd.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Monday is a work day for me, so ordinarily I would just be sitting at the PC answering e-mails and going through the usual daily grind. However, the thought of playing with the camera searching for inspiration amongst publisher queries and author complaints drove me out of the house. I had a meeting to go to anyway so en route stopped at the Bladon Gate of Blenheim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really I wanted to try out perspective, moving me around not the just the camera, look at composition and generally play around. My most significant lesson, and a hard one learnt at that, was not to put the lens cap in my back pocket when I am kneeling down as it will pop out when I stand up and I will lose it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what did I achieve.... four okay-ish pictures, the first looking up trying to encapsulate the colours and structures of the trees, the second one I aimed for more of a mood shot with some help from Picnik back home, I like the way the path just tilts at the end - again my positioning as it isn't steep in anyway. The third I just wanted a general landscape shot, the colours in the foreground richer than the sky (have purchased a polarizer to work on the sky in future!)  Finally a cloud, a bog standard nimbus, but the contrast between cloud and sky was quite pronouced and with a bit of a Picnik added an ecclesiastical finish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-7438509016832337627?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/7438509016832337627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/four-for-price-of-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7438509016832337627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/7438509016832337627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/four-for-price-of-1.html' title='Four for the price of 1!'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SawGYR0JMXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BVOI45W6jVo/s72-c/March+2nd.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2317363814526189784</id><published>2009-03-01T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:44:26.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SapzuDHBQzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/r4o6B9d9jyo/s1600-h/March+1st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308182345755476786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SapzuDHBQzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/r4o6B9d9jyo/s400/March+1st.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2317363814526189784?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2317363814526189784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2317363814526189784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2317363814526189784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5qjzvSwgNBg/SapzuDHBQzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/r4o6B9d9jyo/s72-c/March+1st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829231424890083540.post-2878734956655795237</id><published>2009-03-01T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:44:17.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay so first photo. Nothing special - pink flower etc etc. On the basis of my personal project it encapsulates two things, depth of field (the primary objective of attaining a DSLR) and light. Technicalities aside it also means more. Firstly the flower makes me smile. Bought by my cousin as a gift she only realised that it was of the fake variety when she handed it over. There is also very little pink in my life, two boys means my life is very much blue - not in the downcast, hide under a duvet blue, but the trains, planes and automobiles focus of living with three males. Finally the picture of myself and Michael in the background - taken in October 2007. Rare in the fact that it is a photo of the two of us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2878734956655795237?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2878734956655795237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-so-first-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2878734956655795237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2878734956655795237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-so-first-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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-7829231424890083540.post-2327764133327470104</id><published>2009-03-01T03:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:06:33.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New resolution....</title><content type='html'>Slightly late in the day for New Year , but in order to fuel some creativity in my life I have vowed to take one photo per day (could be anything..) for a least the month of March. The idea behind this is in fact twofold. Firstly I have to look more closely and appreciate what is around me, day in day out and secondly I really need to figure out how my DSLR works. So challenge set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829231424890083540-2327764133327470104?l=walkingonwalls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/feeds/2327764133327470104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2327764133327470104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829231424890083540/posts/default/2327764133327470104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingonwalls.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-resolution.html' title='New resolution....'/><author><name>Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03109429329802213830</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>
