<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xml:lang="en"><title>Latest entries from barns.blog-city.com</title><rights>Copyright 2009 barns.blog-city.com</rights><subtitle></subtitle><author><name></name></author><updated>2009-05-14T21:27:00Z</updated><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/index.rss"/><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2009:1</id><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2006-01-23:links.1612065</id><title>The Way Of Things</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/the_right_shape.htm"><![CDATA[An old diary sits isolated on an old wooden desk, covered in dust.  The pen sitting next to it has dried out.  The floorboards creak warmly; a static protest.  Only the desk is illuminated, a shaft of thick light penetrating the heavy]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/the_right_shape.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2006-01-23T15:53:00Z</updated><published>2006-01-23T15:53:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-10-12:links.1508824</id><title>from an allegory</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/allegory.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I describe something without seeing it ...]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/allegory.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-10-12T11:15:00Z</updated><published>2005-10-12T11:15:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-09-19:links.1482559</id><title>from land&apos;s end back to our tee pee</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/landsend.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I travel for 5 and a half hours to be as far west as I can, prove that chicken can fly, see the best sunset, be secretly attracted by and to someone, drink beer, eat the best breakfast, and still fail to throw an aerobie even once ...]]></content><dc:subject>england</dc:subject><dc:subject>secret admirer</dc:subject><dc:subject>famous five</dc:subject><dc:subject>sunset</dc:subject><dc:subject>cornwall</dc:subject><dc:subject>lands end</dc:subject><dc:subject>holiday</dc:subject><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/landsend.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-09-19T22:58:00Z</updated><published>2005-09-19T22:58:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-09-09:links.1469849</id><title>from a good vantage point</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_good_vantage_point.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I detail, in brief, all the things I haven't done with my life up to this point, and a few of the things that I have (at least, the ones I'm most happy with) ...]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_good_vantage_point.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-09-09T09:58:00Z</updated><published>2005-09-09T09:58:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-28:links.1361596</id><title>Andalucia, Spain June 2005</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/photo_album.htm"><![CDATA[Photo Album]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/photo_album.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-28T08:21:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-28T08:21:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-27:links.1360972</id><title>from the top of a large dune</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_top_of_a_large_dune.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I disrobe a lovely blonde girl by accident, complain about Iberia and being busy, and sing the praises of Benahavis, Andalucia.  Todo bueno, mis amigos. Es agradable estar detrás. Te quiero todos. Vaya con dios.]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_top_of_a_large_dune.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-27T22:45:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-27T22:45:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-17:links.1344998</id><title>from LHR to AGP</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_lhr_to_agp.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I make scientific breakthroughs years before scientists, depart for Spain, and become Director of Civil Service for Blog City.]]></content><dc:subject>2198</dc:subject><dc:subject>science</dc:subject><dc:subject>bbc</dc:subject><dc:subject>spain</dc:subject><dc:subject>fishnets</dc:subject><dc:subject>holiday</dc:subject><dc:subject>timetravel</dc:subject><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_lhr_to_agp.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-17T14:33:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-17T14:33:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-13:links.1339133</id><title>from 9:30am yesterday until 9:30pm today</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_930am_yesterday_until_930pm_today.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I extoll the virtues of being awake for 36 hours, spend the night talking to friends, listen to the Singing Courgettes of Sleeplessness, and England beat Australia in a version we invented of the game we invented.]]></content><dc:subject>cricket</dc:subject><dc:subject>diary</dc:subject><dc:subject>fishnets</dc:subject><dc:subject>amdram</dc:subject><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_930am_yesterday_until_930pm_today.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-13T20:35:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-13T20:35:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-12:links.1337395</id><title>from a fascination with diametricals</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_fascination_with_diametricals.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I coin a new word, and explore the minds of the people who pass by.]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_fascination_with_diametricals.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-12T20:02:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-12T20:02:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-10:links.1334500</id><title>from the post office to the supermarket</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_post_office_to_the_supermarket.htm"><![CDATA[... in which I lose my keys because of a wedding a year ago, spend the entire night talking to someone when it felt like 5 minutes, fall asleep at 6am, run on a stomach full of Eggs Benedict, uncover my sister's lack of faith, and find my keys.]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_post_office_to_the_supermarket.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-10T18:29:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-10T18:29:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-10:links.1334464</id><title>pictures of things</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/blogpics.htm"><![CDATA[Photo Album]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/blogpics.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-10T18:13:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-10T18:13:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-07:links.1330700</id><title>from two until six</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_two_until_six.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-07T23:59:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-07T23:59:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-06-06:links.1327724</id><title>from the beginning</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_beginning.htm"><![CDATA[There are two ways of telling a good story.This is, of course, a generalization.The first way is to ensure that there is no way that your listener can work out what is going to happen next.  This is based entirely on the originality of the destinati]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_beginning.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-06-06T21:01:00Z</updated><published>2005-06-06T21:01:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-03-21:links.1146935</id><title>from one sweet moment to the next...</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_one_sweet_moment_to_the_next.htm"><![CDATA[... the sound of rain never ceased.  The irregular, familiar sound gave form to the thoughts running through my mind.  The different shapes and patterns of droplets distorted images that seemed contained within each one, present for a fleeting memo]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_one_sweet_moment_to_the_next.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-03-21T23:06:00Z</updated><published>2005-03-21T23:06:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-03-06:links.1115524</id><title>from a small seed</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_small_seed.htm"><![CDATA[BARNSAre you still here?UNIVERSEThat's funny, even coming from you.  I should be asking you the same question.BARNSYou're asking ME where I've been?  You're the universe, remember?  Now who is being funny.UNIVERSEHumour me.  Sometimes people like to]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_small_seed.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-03-06T23:33:00Z</updated><published>2005-03-06T23:33:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-02-27:links.1101642</id><title>from a conversation with the universe</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_conversation_with_the_universe.htm"><![CDATA[UNIVERSEHello...?The UNIVERSE knocks the microphone.  The loud banging reverberates around the infinity of creation.UNIVERSEIs this thing on?BARNSYes.  And it's loud.UNIVERSEOh! You're there.  You haven't been, though.BARNSWhere else can I be?  As th]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_a_conversation_with_the_universe.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-02-27T23:59:00Z</updated><published>2005-02-27T23:59:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-02-16:links.1078746</id><title>from the pub hear the sound of sand</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_pub_hear_the_sound_of_sand.htm"><![CDATA[I'm off to the pub.  I wanted to thank you all who have moved me after my 2yr anniversary occurred with 666 comments, and I felt that I needed to tell you all about last week, which was seriously one of the more incredible weeks I've ever had the fo]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_pub_hear_the_sound_of_sand.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-02-16T18:35:00Z</updated><published>2005-02-16T18:35:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-02-04:links.1052008</id><title>from the darkness</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_darkness.htm"><![CDATA[I have 666 comments right now.  Please someone help me raise that number!!It's February, and I'm gradually coming to terms with the fact that it's 2005.  I've been a bad blogger, really.  Never really started 2005 well.  I became rather angry wit]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_darkness.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-02-04T15:34:00Z</updated><published>2005-02-04T15:34:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-01-07:links.995447</id><title>from the bard comes inspiration</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_bard_comes_inspiration.htm"><![CDATA[This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.Shakespeare
is a smart fellow. But that's the trick, isn't it? Being true to
yourself. Circumventing self-deception. Tellin]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_bard_comes_inspiration.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-01-07T23:59:00Z</updated><published>2005-01-07T23:59:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-01-06:links.991476</id><title>from house to home</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_house_to_home.htm"><![CDATA[Last night was the 15 year anniversary of our house, since my family
moved in.  I've not always lived here, university and a flat in
Kennington intervened, but I'm here now, and I make no bones about
still living with my folks.  If the truth be kn]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_house_to_home.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-01-06T00:03:00Z</updated><published>2005-01-06T00:03:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-01-05:links.991428</id><title>from the words of Jesus</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_words_of_jesus.htm"><![CDATA[Hi.  My name is Barney.Diana told me something earlier today which was both such an amazing compliment, and a shock, that I felt I needed to do something about it.  Those who know me, know that &quot;affirmative action&quot; has always taken a lower]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_words_of_jesus.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-01-05T22:56:00Z</updated><published>2005-01-05T22:56:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-01-04:links.988785</id><title>from boots to nought</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_boots_to_nought.htm"><![CDATA[I don't believe it.  I told you 2005 was going to be bad.  I've just recieved an email from the company that I ordered the boots from.  They said that when I placed the order, the website said they were in stock.  Apparently, they weren't.I won't be]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_boots_to_nought.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-01-04T19:49:00Z</updated><published>2005-01-04T19:49:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2005-01-01:links.985442</id><title>from the start of 2005</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_start_of_2005.htm"><![CDATA[2005 didn't exactly start on a high note for me.  In fact, it was the worst New Year I can remember.  Despite being with a &quot;friend&quot; and my best friend D, in my head and in my heart I was empty and alone.  Thank you EVERYONE who left comm]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/from_the_start_of_2005.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2005-01-01T23:59:00Z</updated><published>2005-01-01T23:59:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2004-12-30:links.981828</id><title>with apologies to the brass monkey</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/with_apologies_to_the_brass_monkey.htm"><![CDATA[An allegory - first published on The Brass MonkeyThere is a small corner of a large forest. Sheltered by the strong,
knotted roots of two large Oak trees, moss flourished on the rock in
the centre. Beams of sunlight occasionally broke through the c]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/with_apologies_to_the_brass_monkey.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2004-12-30T22:23:00Z</updated><published>2004-12-30T22:23:00Z</published></entry><entry><id>tag:barns.blog-city.com,2004-12-30:links.981593</id><title>with plans ethereal</title><content type="html" xml:lang="en" xml:base="http://barns.blog-city.com/with_plans_ethereal.htm"><![CDATA[Okay - I'll say it.  I don't like New Year.And I should warn you that there is some pretty gratuitous self-pity in this blog entry.It's complicated, but its mostly to do with being self-consciously single, and trying desperately to hide the fact tha]]></content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://barns.blog-city.com/with_plans_ethereal.htm"/><dc:creator>Barns</dc:creator><author><name>Barns</name></author><updated>2004-12-30T18:17:00Z</updated><published>2004-12-30T18:17:00Z</published></entry></feed>