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</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-10T22:12:19+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2008-04-04:/2008/04/04/am-back-i-will-give-my-kidney-3995542/</id><title>am back...i will give my kidney...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2008/04/04/am-back-i-will-give-my-kidney-3995542/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2008-04-04T15:53:16+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T15:53:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I am not really sure if I can say “it is good to be back here after a long break”. More than three months had already past since my last visit to this corner of the world. I am not even sure if old mates could still remember me as one of their blog mates. Above all, I have to say a tripple thanks to the web master for he did not remove me from the list of his bloggers. A million thanks also to those who still remember me and did not remove me from the list of their friends. Of course for those who do not remember me at all.&lt;br&gt;
Many things had changed in this sphere of three months some were at my advantage while other were not. It is all about life and I cannot complaint about it. This is part of the game. In this game of life, we are all competitors and like ordinary games, there are winners and there are loser; sometimes we are in the part of the losers and sometimes we are one of the winners. I learned to accept all of these and most of the time with complaint…&lt;br&gt;
Three months….three months….after three months…am resurrected, don’t know…who knows…?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks to all of you mate…..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;N.B. am planning to donate one of my &lt;strong&gt;“KIDNEYs”, &lt;/strong&gt;is there anybody urgently needs it? But with one condition: I must see the person who really needed it personally…or else no Kidney..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2008/04/04/am-back-i-will-give-my-kidney-3995542/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2008-02-13:/2008/02/13/the_guys_rules_in_ladies_point_of_view~3721701/</id><title>The Guys' Rules:)  in ladies point of view</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2008/02/13/the_guys_rules_in_ladies_point_of_view~3721701/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2008-02-13T14:26:57+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:26:57+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;After a long absence because of exams, am trying to go back to my normal routine. Am tryin' as far as i can. However half of the school year is over...meaning just a half year remain.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A friend send me this guys' rules, though in most part of it, but some really makes me think.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;so here they are guys (also ladies), what do you think&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; The Guys' Rules&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Click here to joint the group&lt;br&gt;
 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Finally , the guys' side of the story.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We always hear " the rules " From the female side. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;These are our rules!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please note.. These are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1.   Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;** &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;** &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Ask for what you want. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let us be clear on this one: &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Obvious hints do not work! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just say it!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem. See a doctor. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria 's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the   other one &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. You have enough clothes. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. You have too many shoes. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Thank you for reading this. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;N.B: a friend sent me this in my email: am just sharing it with you. What do you think guys.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;By the way, hello to you &lt;del&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Lindow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2008/02/13/the_guys_rules_in_ladies_point_of_view~3721701/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-12-30:/2007/12/30/happy_new_year~3506847/</id><title>Happy New Year</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/happy_new_year~3506847/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-12-30T14:47:15+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T14:47:15+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p class="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year To All!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;u&gt;(especially to you who never have a chance to greet others)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;del&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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Let us not make tens and hundreds of New Year Resolutions. One is enough as long as we are eager to fulfil it….&lt;br&gt;
Everyday must be a New Year as Christmas comes every morning!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel&lt;/strong&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/12/30/happy_new_year~3506847/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-12-23:/2007/12/23/merry_christmas~3484003/</id><title>Merry Christmas</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/12/23/merry_christmas~3484003/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-12-23T22:05:47+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T22:05:47+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;	He by whom all things were made was made one of all things. The Son of God by the Father without a mother became the Son of man by a mother without a father. The Word Who is God before all time became flesh at the appointed time. The maker of the sun was made under the sun. He Who fills the world lays in a manger, great in the form of God but tiny in the form of a servant; this was in such a way that neither was His greatness diminished by His tininess, nor was His tininess overcome by His greatness.&lt;br&gt;
	 He so loved us that for our sake He was made man in time, through Whom all times were made; was in the world less in years than His servants, though older than the world itself in His eternity; was made man, Who made man; was created of a mother, whom He created; was carried by hands which He formed; nursed at the breasts which He had filled; cried in the manger in wordless infancy, He the Word without Whom all human eloquence is mute. He who was God was made man by taking on what He was not, not by losing what He was... Let Christ, therefore, lift you up by that which is human in Him; let Him lead you by that which is God—man; let Him guide you through to that which is God. Truth, eternally existing in the bosom of the Father, has sprung from the earth so that He might exist also in the bosom of a mother. Truth, holding the world in place, has sprung from the earth so that He might be carried in the hands of a woman.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;del&gt;						St. Augustine, Sermons&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;	We have already all the preparations, good sentiments, beautiful thoughts for this Great though Mysterious event of Holy Christmas; now, there’s only one thing left to be done: put them into practice and Live it for the rest of our Life. The One who is About to Come doesn’t need all these great and extravagant-external-preparations, He already have all of these, in fact far greater than what we could imagine. The one that He needed most is Our Hearts, not the word/s but the Flesh, our True Humanity.&lt;br&gt;
	With these poor, insufficient words, I would like to share with you my sincerest Greetings for this Holy Christmas with full of LOVE…!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU SPECIAL ONE OF JESUS: the CHILD-GOD!!!&lt;br&gt;
Angel&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/12/23/merry_christmas~3484003/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-11-17:/2007/11/17/title~3311238/</id><title>Who Are Better Friends...?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/11/17/title~3311238/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-11-17T17:28:53+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T17:29:40+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;
Women: A wife was not at home for a whole night. So, the very next&lt;br&gt;
       Morning, she tells her husband that she stayed at her             girlfriend's Apartment over night. The husband calls 10 of her best girlfriend's and Only ONE of them confirm that.&lt;br&gt;
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	&lt;p&gt;Men : &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A husband was not at home for a whole night. So he tells his wife  the Very next morning, that he stayed at his friend's apartment over night. So The wife calls 10 of his best friends: 5 of them confirm that he stayed at Their apartments that night, and the other 5 are claiming that he still is There with them.......&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;u&gt;&lt;del&gt;Men are better friends&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/u&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/11/17/title~3311238/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-11-16:/2007/11/16/just_to_say_helo~3307161/</id><title>just to say helo</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/11/16/just_to_say_helo~3307161/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-11-16T18:23:08+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:23:08+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I ropped by just to say hello to all of you. I was absent for a while...school, private life, love, friends etc. but of course i never missed to visit your blogs from time to time when time and mood permits...&lt;br&gt;
thanks again and take care all of you, especially to James Lindo and to Kathy....&lt;br&gt;
To all of you mates...thanks
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/11/16/just_to_say_helo~3307161/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-10-03:/2007/10/03/egoism~3076993/</id><title>egoism....?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/10/03/egoism~3076993/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-10-03T10:00:24+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T10:00:24+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;
     Being is Love, therefore if we don’t love, we know nothing. It is for this that Charity is the organ of perfect knowledge. She disposes in us  what is in the other. And turning it up side down, as we may call it , the illusion of egoism, we are starting from the very secret of any type of egoism which is directed towards us. In the measure that things exist, they act and they make us suffer. To accept this passion, accept it actively, meaning we make it our own those which are theirs. Thus to exclude from oneself, by means of abnegation,  meaning to generate into oneself a universal  life. Those which is imposed necessarily to knowledge is nothing but appearance.  And each one kept inside him  the intimate truth of being peculiar. In me there is something which is hidden from the others, and that elevates me above all the order of phenomenon. Likewise in the others, if they are as me, there is something that slips from me, and it only exist if it is inaccessible to me. Me, I am not the same for them as I am for me, and them for me as I am for them. Egoism is only disturbed by many idea of antagonistic egoism. And despite the lights of our many sciences, still, most of the time we remain in solitude and in obscurity. Only Love-Charity, putting her in the heart of many, lives above any appearances, she communicates up to the very heart  of the substance, and resolve completely the problem of the knowledge of being.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/10/03/egoism~3076993/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-09-30:/2007/09/30/visit_in_tours_france~3064395/</id><title>Visit in Tours, France</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/30/visit_in_tours_france~3064395/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-09-30T20:56:26+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:13:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Am back from Tours, France after eight days of absence.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I really had a great time with friends. Tours is really a beuatiful city; clean, well organised, quite and people are very hospitable. Aside from Tours, we went also to visit Amboise (of course the castle), Orleans-the city of St. Joanne of Arc. But the thing that really satisfy my eyes there is not the City itself but the Gothic Architecture. From Tours, to Orlean goin' to Amboise, Cathedrals and principal historic buildings shines the granduer of gothic Architecture. What a crazy thing to do...i spent almost half a hour just to scrutinize every angle and every part of this wonderful master pieces....&lt;br&gt;
I know that UK have great Gothic Building, that's why i really enjoyed my two months visit there last year.....Buckingham Palce, Westminster Abbey, Canterbury Catherdal....these are just some of those memorable buildings i had a chance to visit.....I really adore these buildings....and I promised to myself...i have to comeback there...and by that time...to enjoy not only the Gothic buildeing but also the marvelous english landscapes....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is Tours' Cathedral&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=2020863" title="Tours Cathedral"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/863/2020863_f36bc49427_m.jpg" alt="Tours Cathedral" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Castle of Amboise&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=2020879" title="Castle of Ambiose "&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/879/2020879_af53f5181b_m.jpg" alt="Castle of Ambiose " vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/30/visit_in_tours_france~3064395/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-09-13:/2007/09/13/aquatic_salamander~2975630/</id><title>Aquatic Salamander???</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/13/aquatic_salamander~2975630/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-09-13T20:51:32+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:56:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;When we were doin' camping the Mt. Lattarico, Southern Italy, everytime we passed on a stream, I always encounter this creature....it looks like a "salamander" but am not sure because this animal loves to stay in the water, infact every time i saw it, it's in the water, may be because its summer time or it could be an a(c)quatic salamander...&lt;br&gt;
It's a beautiful creature though....the place is fantastic....i could say, its the real treasure of Calabria...peaceful, fresh water flowing all the time, streams everywhere....mother nature is very kind in that place....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;About this gentle creature, can somebody tell me what is this precisely...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1969718" title="Ma Che Animale è, Un Salamandro Aquatico....ne ho visto tanti"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/718/1969718_ec9c55ea9d_m.jpg" alt="Ma Che Animale è, Un Salamandro Aquatico....ne ho visto tanti" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/13/aquatic_salamander~2975630/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-09-04:/2007/09/04/back_from_vacation~2925644/</id><title>Back From Vacation</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/04/back_from_vacation~2925644/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-09-04T21:15:18+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:15:18+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hello Everybody, am back from vacation. I went to Southern Italy, like what you've said James, this time, I spent almost everyday lying in the beautiful beach and in the afternoon i watched the sun setting in the far horizon and some days were spent in the mountain. I spent the whole vacations with friends and their family....&lt;br&gt;
Lot of things happened worthy to be kept for the rest of my life...knowing new friends...&lt;br&gt;
Am not good in telling in details of everything that happened during my vacation, but even if am a good story teller like J.K. Rowling, there are still feelings that word cannot described and i cling unto this...&lt;br&gt;
Its good to be back...though it might not be like before...but am always here to read you blog and leave some poor comments if time permits.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Angel
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/09/04/back_from_vacation~2925644/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-08-13:/2007/08/13/the_doctrine_of_truth~2800442/</id><title>The Doctrine of Truth</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/08/13/the_doctrine_of_truth~2800442/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-08-13T12:56:52+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:56:52+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;   HAPPY is he to whom truth manifests itself, not in signs and words that&lt;br&gt;
   fade, but as it actually is. Our opinions, our senses often deceive us and&lt;br&gt;
   we discern very little.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   What good is much discussion of involved and obscure matters when our&lt;br&gt;
   ignorance of them will not be held against us on Judgment Day? Neglect of&lt;br&gt;
   things which are profitable and necessary and undue concern with those which&lt;br&gt;
   are irrelevant and harmful, are great folly.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   We have eyes and do not see.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   What, therefore, have we to do with questions of philosophy? He to whom the&lt;br&gt;
   Eternal Word speaks is free from theorizing. For from this Word are all&lt;br&gt;
   things and of Him all things speakâ€”the Beginning Who also speaks to us.&lt;br&gt;
   Without this Word no man understands or judges aright. He to whom it becomes&lt;br&gt;
   everything, who traces all things to it and who sees all things in it, may&lt;br&gt;
   ease his heart and remain at peace with God.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   O God, You Who are the truth, make me one with You in love everlasting. I am&lt;br&gt;
   often wearied by the many things I hear and read, but in You is all that I&lt;br&gt;
   long for. Let the learned be still, let all creatures be silent before You;&lt;br&gt;
   You alone speak to me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   The more recollected a man is, and the more simple of heart he becomes, the&lt;br&gt;
   easier he understands sublime things, for he receives the light of knowledge&lt;br&gt;
   from above. The pure, simple, and steadfast spirit is not distracted by many&lt;br&gt;
   labors, for he does them all for the honor of God. And since he enjoys&lt;br&gt;
   interior peace he seeks no selfish end in anything. What, indeed, gives more&lt;br&gt;
   trouble and affliction than uncontrolled desires of the heart?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   A good and devout man arranges in his mind the things he has to do, not&lt;br&gt;
   according to the whims of evil inclination but according to the dictates of&lt;br&gt;
   right reason. Who is forced to struggle more than he who tries to master&lt;br&gt;
   himself? This ought to be our purpose, then: to conquer self, to become&lt;br&gt;
   stronger each day, to advance in virtue.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   Every perfection in this life has some imperfection mixed with it and no&lt;br&gt;
   learning of ours is without some darkness. Humble knowledge of self is a&lt;br&gt;
   surer path to God than the ardent pursuit of learning. Not that learning is&lt;br&gt;
   to be considered evil, or knowledge, which is good in itself and so ordained&lt;br&gt;
   by God; but a clean conscience and virtuous life ought always to be&lt;br&gt;
   preferred. Many often err and accomplish little or nothing because they try&lt;br&gt;
   to become learned rather than to live well.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   If men used as much care in uprooting vices and implanting virtues as they&lt;br&gt;
   do in discussing problems, there would not be so much evil and scandal in&lt;br&gt;
   the world, or such laxity in religious organizations. On the day of&lt;br&gt;
   judgment, surely, we shall not be asked what we have read but what we have&lt;br&gt;
   done; not how well we have spoken but how well we have lived.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   Tell me, where now are all the masters and teachers whom you knew so well in&lt;br&gt;
   life and who were famous for their learning? Others have already taken their&lt;br&gt;
   places and I know not whether they ever think of their predecessors. During&lt;br&gt;
   life they seemed to be something; now they are seldom remembered. How&lt;br&gt;
   quickly the glory of the world passes away! If only their lives had kept&lt;br&gt;
   pace with their learning, then their study and reading would have been worth&lt;br&gt;
   while.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   How many there are who perish because of vain worldly knowledge and too&lt;br&gt;
   little care for serving God. They became vain in their own conceits because&lt;br&gt;
   they chose to be great rather than humble.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   He is truly great who has great charity. He is truly great who is little in&lt;br&gt;
   his own eyes and makes nothing of the highest honour. He is truly wise who&lt;br&gt;
   looks upon all earthly things as folly that he may gain Christ. He who does&lt;br&gt;
   God’s will and renounces his own is truly very learned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/08/13/the_doctrine_of_truth~2800442/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-30:/2007/07/30/after_harry_potter~2725321/</id><title>after Harry Potter 7</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/30/after_harry_potter~2725321/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-30T09:35:21+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T10:04:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;feeling so bored today...i just finished reading &lt;del&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/del&gt;, i would say that book 7 is really good....it's true, as far as i can remember, from book one to six, there are many questions and lapholes, and all of these are answered in book seven....it's so entertaining...every chapter is full of adventure, that's why no doubt, i finished it just for two days....LOVE....that what makes us equal to anybody...death, is just our leveler, oldd and young, rich or poor, good or bad, brute or handsome, what's next after death....who knows&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Now, i don't know what to read...may be i'll just browse my text book and prepare for my exams on september....&lt;br&gt;
nah...come what may for today, i don't want ot do anything, i want to sleep the whole day....i don't want to go out...it's quite hot in here....beach may be, hmnn...that's a good idea, but alone...i doubt it....&lt;br&gt;
let's find out
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/30/after_harry_potter~2725321/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-25:/2007/07/25/the_voices_of_the_simpson_family~2698730/</id><title>The Voices of The Simpson Family</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/25/the_voices_of_the_simpson_family~2698730/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-25T13:46:02+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:47:34+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;    My friend and I was talking about the fifth film of Harry Potter today since i just watched it last Sunday, yes i did like it and so far...as of me, this is the best Harry Potter film so far....&lt;br&gt;
    without any idea how it happened, we came to talk about the coming film of "The Simpsons" and i just, which unsurprisingly he's expecting this film too. And I remember that video clip of "The Simpsons inside Actors Studio", practically, it's an interview of those voices who give life to "The Simpsons Family".&lt;br&gt;
    If there's someone interested, i'll leave the link here: &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=9OczcECpQqQ"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=9OczcECpQqQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
By the way, above of all, i love Barth's voice&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/25/the_voices_of_the_simpson_family~2698730/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-18:/2007/07/18/a_job_for_my_bestfriend_s_mom~2659436/</id><title>A Job for my bestfriend's Mom!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/a_job_for_my_bestfriend_s_mom~2659436/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-18T19:29:40+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T19:32:07+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;	My friend and I was talking yesterday  and I happened to ask him about his mother’s work in London. He told me that at the moment she’s just having par-time job in “Hammer-Smith Hospital” as cleaner since the families where she was working before move to United States, and now she’s looking another job aside from her work in the hospital to cover up the vacant hours am she has. But of course its much better if she could have a fulltime work as my friend told me.&lt;br&gt;
	Thinking of this, I can’t avoid not to feel sorry for his Mother for I know that she’s helping sending to school many of her Nephews and Nieces back to her country-Philippines. Am thinking to help her but what can I do, I am here in Italy and she’s in London, if she would be here I’m sure a can do something for her since I know some family friends who are looking Filipina Women to take care of their family and their house works because they are hardworking and trustworthy.&lt;br&gt;
	Am telling this here hoping that there is someone of you here looking for a “fulltime House Keeper” or a “Nanny” or maybe friends who are looking for this. Am not good in explaining folks, but one thing I’m pretty here, &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my friend’s mom is looking for a job. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;	I know that’s is not the right place to do it since you don’t know me and about this friend of mine and his family. But One thing I can assure you, she’s a good woman, trustworthy, honest and hardworking, why I can say this, because she has a “religious  daughter-her only daughter-a Nun” and a “religious son-her youngest son- a Brother preparing to become a priest” both of them are here in Rome, the youngest son is my best friend,  Bro. Ronie John, O.M.&lt;br&gt;
	Am afraid that this post would be too long, but If you ask me why am so eager to help my best buddy’s Mom, then I’ll tell it to you in a very short way: Ronie John is the one who helped me to go back to the right track, how it happened, it’s quite a long story, one thing am sure, he helps me to find new way, respect to myself and Great Hope for Life. I would say, this would be the topic for my next post. Now, the main concern here is announcing that my “&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Friend’s Mother is Looking for a Domestic Job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”.&lt;br&gt;
	Her mother is Mercedes Dela Cruz, she’s in London for “eight to nine” years, meaning she has necessary documents for the job. She’s living in West End. If anybody is interested and wants more information about her this is her &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mobile number: 00447901734577&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, you can call her anytime or send her message telling what time you want to call.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=1807364" title="ronie.mercy.remy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data4.blog.de/media/364/1807364_5d24a12a39_m.jpg" alt="ronie.mercy.remy" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is the picture of Mrs. Mercedes Dela Cruz with her Religious Son Bro. Ronie and Religious Daughter Sis. Remely. This was taken in Rome when my friend Ronie took his "temporary vows" three years ago&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;	Helping her finding a job is helping also those she’s sending to school for a better future.&lt;br&gt;
	Sorry to disturb you for this. As of me, am always here everyday. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/18/a_job_for_my_bestfriend_s_mom~2659436/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-16:/2007/07/16/why_many_people_are_un_happy~2647640/</id><title>Why Many People are Un-Happy?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/16/why_many_people_are_un_happy~2647640/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-16T21:37:49+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:38:39+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Can't think anything better at the moment to post anything here though there are many good things happened to me and my friend today.&lt;br&gt;
But i have to put something in here...aaahhh bloody mosquitos.... they're attacking me, leave me alone...for heaven's sake.&lt;br&gt;
By the way, about the thought i wanted to post here, a wicked idea comes into my head, and here it is:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am just thinking why there are many people are unhappy if not so unhappy. My answer is very simple: "BECAUSE THEY DON'T GET WHAT THEY WANT- for the fact that human beings has no satisfaction, the more they acquire the more they long for more"  why I say so, look at you as an example: when you wanted to do something-to see your girl friend- but unfortunately because of unexpected occurence of unfavorable event/s-like your favourite dog is being hit by a car, though it did not die but you have to bring it the animal hospital, now there two reasons why you become unhappy, first unable to see your girlfriend waiting you in her apartment, second you feel pity for your dog...things things doesn't end here, there are still more to come from this very simple fate if yours, they are chain of an intertwine unexpected events of your daily life.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;About LOVE, people become sad when they love somebody and they don't get the love that they want. It's not easy to love without expecting to be loved in return. True Love never hurts, as they say (i don't know who say that) but what kind of Love is this, simple: loving unconditionally, meaning just love and love because HAPPINESS in loving and loving and loving and not TO BE LOVED, to be loved in return is just the consequence of LOVING FIRST. In loving we must not expect to receive back the kind of LOVE we give because the more we expect the more we'll be hurt when this doesn't come.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You want to measure LOVE, then measure it by LOVE itself, this is the only instrument capable of measuring LOVE. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What do you think, are you capable of LOVING without expecting TO BE LOVED in return?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We wanna be happy? Then let's start loving in this way, JUST "LOVE"
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/16/why_many_people_are_un_happy~2647640/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-14:/2007/07/14/meeting_again~2632841/</id><title>Meeting again...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/meeting_again~2632841/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-14T11:10:04+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T11:10:04+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My Best Budy arrived yesterday for his two weeks vacation here in Rome. The last time we've been together was three years ago and since that time we just hear each other through emails or phone calls. Ahh, what a joy and relief seeing him again. Having a Best Mate in good times and in bad times is the best thing i ever had in my life. Thanks to all of you folks, you are my buddies also&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;Why I say this? I just wana share with you the joy I feel right now&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/14/meeting_again~2632841/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-11:/2007/07/11/the_living_and_the_dead~2615833/</id><title>the Living and the Dead</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/11/the_living_and_the_dead~2615833/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-11T16:07:11+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T17:35:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was reading Mama’s blog about her coming to the burial of her relative (just visit her blog if you're interested) . I was encouraged to think about this stuff, you know, coming to the “burial,  wake” of somebody especially relatives; bringing flowers to the tomb, paying respect to the dead, etc is some kind of an awkward or theatrical stuff. am not saying am not saying the am against these nor insinuating that this must not be done coherent to our actions too.&lt;br&gt;
What’s the use of  bringing flowers the tomb of your family member if then when he was still alive and sick, he never saw your face nor hear your voice after you get out from that door, he was there looking at you waiting you to come back sometimes to pay him visit. To feel your hug, to hear you saying, I love you and I really do care for you mom, dad, aunt, gramma, granda, brother, sister, etc.&lt;br&gt;
Did you not feel guilty in showing on the day of his burial, weeping and wiping the tears that flows in your check because you felt sorry of his or her lost. What did you do when he was still alive, did you give even just a drop of your bloody precious tears for your love and care for her, if you did, then it worth more than anything else.&lt;br&gt;
Crying in grave is non sense and useless if when he or she was still alive, you never even remember calling her or greeting her on her birthday or on your birthday-thanking them coz if not because of them you’re not here now.&lt;br&gt;
Paying respect to the dead “love” ones is a noble act, but giving respect to those who are still around you more noble. Livings needs love and care because they could feel it but dead cannot. Living even sick person could feel your warm touch of love but not the dead, never-not today nor tomorrow. Living could hear your sweet soft voice and feel it right away to their heart, while dead cannot. Your sick family member could feel the warm hug you can give but the dead cannot, nor he can appreciate it or give in return what you just give. He’s cold and cannot feel anything.&lt;br&gt;
Ama good Christian, if that is what you want, I give due respect to the dead, but I do care more to the livings who wanted my love than the dead who never ask me anything. Dead friends or relatives never asked you to bring them flowers everyday as a sign of your love, he wants that long time ago when he was still alive so that he could appreciate it and say to you “thank you very much, I love you too, ”&lt;br&gt;
So, if you think am crazy in saying these, so be it, I preferred to be  tagged as crazy than to be marked as stupid (just find the real and original meaning of this word- it’s worst than you can think, especially in Latin).&lt;br&gt;
You have still time to make other people happy and let them feel the care you have for them, today or maybe tomorrow but don’t wait that everything would be too late.&lt;br&gt;
Except to those who have good relationship with their relatives and really love their family. And this is just one side of the coin&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Give love to the Livings  and not to the Dead!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/11/the_living_and_the_dead~2615833/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-08:/2007/07/08/the_simpsons~2597531/</id><title>The Simpsons</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/the_simpsons~2597531/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-08T19:34:12+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T19:34:12+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Just few days from now “Simpsons” the movie is already in the theatre,  and am sure I’ll not gonna miss it. Of all those TV cartoon shows I’ve ever seen, The Simpsons is at the top- that’s why they still tickle our homes and gives laughter to many families.&lt;br&gt;
Would you agree if I would say that “The Simpsons is more than just a TV program?” It’s …… just add your own conclusion.&lt;br&gt;
So here’s the new Movie Trailer of  “The Simpsons”. Be Part of the Gang&lt;br&gt;
if in case you haven't seen yet the new movie trailer, here it is: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OL50ddCSJmo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OL50ddCSJmo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Be Part of the Gang
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/the_simpsons~2597531/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-06:/2007/07/06/friday_traffic_and_my_mower~2585747/</id><title>Friday Traffic and my mower</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/06/friday_traffic_and_my_mower~2585747/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-06T16:00:40+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:03:09+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I went to get my mower from the repair shop today.. Finally, i got it after two months after I brought it there to be repaired. Everytime i call them to hear how's my lawn mower, they just say, it's not ready yet, tools for your mower did not arrive yet... etc...etc..Holy Heavens!&lt;br&gt;
When I drove there this afternoon to retrieve it, traffic is jampacked. Mind me, its a National Highway and have fourlanes drive, still it took me almost an hour to reach the shop which is only 5 kilometres from where i live. It's terrible.&lt;br&gt;
Then I remeber that today is Friday, almost half of the Italians living here in Rome or any metro cities drive to neighbouring provences for weekend to enjoy fresh air organic food&lt;br&gt;
So it's okay, i have my mower back and reach my place safely. That's one of the good things that happened to me today.&lt;br&gt;
Enjoy your Friday evening and have a good weekend folks, since heard that there's a UK Live Earth concert to held in Wembley Stadium this weekend&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/06/friday_traffic_and_my_mower~2585747/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-05:/2007/07/05/is_it_true_that_british_especially_engli~2577022/</id><title>is it true that British...especially English....</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/05/is_it_true_that_british_especially_engli~2577022/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-05T10:23:17+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T10:23:17+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I have friend living next door, left for vacation four days ago and I wasn't there when he took his flight. Then  yesteday I received an email from him telling me that he's fine, journey was okay, he's happy to be with his family, blah...blah..blah...etc..etc..... Then he asked me why I did not tell him when i'll be out for six days (that fantastic six days is Taranto) and not even saying goodbye or farewel(l), and by that he called me a "British, especially English"!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_question.gif" alt=":?:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Are British or English people leaving friends (just for a short absence) without saying goodbye&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_question.gif" alt=":?:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I have at least four English friends and they're cool though wacky sometimes, but i really like them, they are cold blooded friends most of the time but they really took care of me when i come to visit them&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Am just wondering about this&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
What is this all about&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
What's the truth about you english people&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_question.gif" alt=":?:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/05/is_it_true_that_british_especially_engli~2577022/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-04:/2007/07/04/title~2570781/</id><title>Today's fun:)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/04/title~2570781/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-04T11:11:13+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:21:48+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I got up from bed 7:00 this morning, as usual i left my bed messy (but not totally). Went down to kitchen for breakfast: Tea with a drop of Milk, biscuites and a pear and an apple. I forgot that i have a parrot next to me (he is with more almost two weeks already-it's really a fun having him in my house), and he's always on the ball, when he heard there's someone in the kitchen, he started singing to get one's sattention and that means, if you're eating you have to share it to him or esle, he'll never stop singing or may be shouting&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Obviously I shared my breakfast with him. after "our" breakfast, i went for a walk in the graden (to be honest it far bigger than a graden-as i've said before, it could welcome 100 people for a party). I saw that grassess grown a little bit fast (since i was out for six days) i decided to mow it. I started at around 9:00, since it's little bit cloudy here in Rome today, wacky temperature didn't really affect. I end at around 11:00, went right away to the freezer to find something but nothing is there. I remeber that I still have ice cream in the other freezer: ahhh, finally, i found two types of italian Ice Cream: "Nocciola" (hazel nut)and "Stracciatella" (Chocolate Chip)ahhhhh...what a nice fresh feeling to have them in your throat. By the way, this summer, my day wouldn't be complete with a cup o ice cream... ahhhh haaaahhh.&lt;br&gt;
From here, am going to take a bath make my head cooler before lunch...what i have for lunch...don't know yet, maybe just a normal italian lunch, Pasta asciuta, grilled fish and fried potato...let me see what i have in the rif....&lt;br&gt;
Have a nice lunch folks...remember me for your lunch okay.... buona petito (anche a Te Daniel Ford&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/04/title~2570781/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-07-03:/2007/07/03/i_m_back~2568158/</id><title>I'm back</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/03/i_m_back~2568158/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-07-03T21:24:22+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:24:22+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hello Folks,&lt;br&gt;
 I came back last night and i had a chance to have a look in my blog today but had no enough time to sit and write something. I had to put everything in order in my room. Nahh, when i left last week my room was missed up.&lt;br&gt;
 Its good to be back here.... am planning to put the summary of the things i've done in Taranto(Northern Italy)but don't know where to start. One thing am very sure, i did enjoy my stay there.&lt;br&gt;
 See you tomorrow mates and good night. My bed is calling me....&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/07/03/i_m_back~2568158/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-25:/2007/06/25/out_for_six_days~2518900/</id><title>out for six days...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/25/out_for_six_days~2518900/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-25T20:53:38+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:53:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;I'll be off for few days, starting tomorrow (tuesday) until Monday next week. Am living for Taranto, 7.8 hours by train from Rome.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysigh.gif" alt=":**:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayno.gif" alt=":no:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I'll be missing you all. During my vacation there, if i have time, i'll try to put myself in front of computer, but seems to be difficult for busy schedule.&lt;br&gt;
May the Force be with you All&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; i'll gonna miss you all&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/25/out_for_six_days~2518900/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-24:/2007/06/24/our_neighbour_first~2512498/</id><title>our neighbour first ...!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/our_neighbour_first~2512498/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-24T21:30:37+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:30:37+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was reading a friend's blog, having problem with her income (not mentioning specifically where she come from) she's from a one of the "First World Country" and they call it. I can't think but ask myself; no matter how rich the country is, the edge and the gap between the rich and the poor is very evident-of course poverty varies according to country- but one thing that makes them the same, it’s all poverty. :&lt;strong&gt;::&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br&gt;
	We are let the world knows every time we do some charitable works in some under develop countries, but why can’t we help first our own country men who needs help in the first place, we extend arms to those who are far from us but can’t bend (of course not all) to those who are nest to us? We see the problems beyond the see while we are almost blind of our own neighbour. We could hear the cry of those who are in the other side of the globe, but we are deaf the cries of our brothers who are next to our door? Is the what progress brought in our life? Is Progress means “Extend your arms to those who are far from your but close it for the person next to you&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayno.gif" alt=":no:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayno.gif" alt=":no:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Of course I do appreciate the help we give to those poor people in the under developed country. But please, before putting of the fire of those who are far from us, let us help first extinguishing the fire of our own neighbour”&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mad.gif" alt="&gt;:(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt="&gt;:-[" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
This what comes into my mind this evening, I have to go before I’ll explode here:&lt;tt&gt;:&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/24/our_neighbour_first~2512498/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-23:/2007/06/23/relax_in_the_mountain~2503433/</id><title>relax in the mountain</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/relax_in_the_mountain~2503433/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-23T06:49:12+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T06:49:12+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt; am goin out with friends today for a mountain walk... just two hours drive from here in this busy city of Rome.&lt;br&gt;
Ahh... what a good relax for me...&lt;br&gt;
So, see this evening, if i won't be too tired...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/23/relax_in_the_mountain~2503433/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-21:/2007/06/21/exam_down_up_on_september~2494405/</id><title>exam down...up on September</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/21/exam_down_up_on_september~2494405/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-21T17:27:25+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:27:25+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;my exam today was totally busted&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysigh.gif" alt=":**:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt="&gt;:-[" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;... i had to do it again on september. I was caught by panic today before intering the office of the professor. He gave me a fair mark and told me, if i want to have more, i can do better on September. I accepted the proposal, hoping that on that day i can do better....&lt;br&gt;
But this could not ruin my summer.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/21/exam_down_up_on_september~2494405/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-18:/2007/06/18/friends_that_come_and_go~2476982/</id><title>friends that come and go...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/friends_that_come_and_go~2476982/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-18T20:55:52+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T20:55:52+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;One Thing I really like here is meeting different people from different part of the Globe with various culture and family background, but in psite of that, we share one's problem and trying helping them too....&lt;br&gt;
When someone is having a problem, everyone shares his own advise, while other cheers you up.&lt;br&gt;
And when someone will say that he would be out or off for a moment, we felt sad as if we don't want her/him (like James Lindow) to go, but that's it, this is the reality of our life here, friends come and go, but the most important is, we shared various moments this could be the happy moments or bad moments....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;See You James when you comeback!!! Take a Rest and Grow More (as they say)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/18/friends_that_come_and_go~2476982/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-17:/2007/06/17/sunday~2466816/</id><title>Sunday...?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/17/sunday~2466816/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-17T08:39:52+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:43:01+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Sunday....hmmnnn... no serious nor specific plan for today... I got up from bed a 7:30 for someone is packing his stuffs next door&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_evil.gif" alt="&gt;:-[" class="middle" border="0"&gt;. He'll be leaving today for summer holidays&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayyes.gif" alt=":yes:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt;. As of me, i've to wait until Thursday and then make any plan on what to do this summer...may be am goin' to Northern Italy (Genova-to exact) to do some camping with friends their...while at the same time helping someone for his english...but as of now, better not to think of that. Then around 8:00 i went down to take my breakfast, just tea with milk and biscuits (by the way, this is my normal breakfast) then, i gave a look to my computer and until now am still here&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Have a nice Sunday to all of you out there.&lt;br&gt;
Am thinking to goin' back to bed coz in a couple of minutes they're leaving, what do you think ha&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_yawn.gif" alt=":yawn:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/17/sunday~2466816/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-15:/2007/06/15/exams_five_were_done_one_more_to_go~2458601/</id><title>exams :) five were done, one more to go</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/15/exams_five_were_done_one_more_to_go~2458601/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-15T15:58:43+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T16:27:23+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;XFive out of six exams were done, that means, only one to go.... this would be on 21st- Thursday, next week.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My exam today...not bad, though not too good. Out of four questions (it was an oral exam by the way) one put me in trouble...and it sucks my grade....grr...&lt;br&gt;
but that's okay, i study to live not for exams.... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;a moment of laughter (just smile if you can't afford to laugh)&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayembarrassed.gif" alt=")-o" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayupset.gif" alt=":##" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lalala.gif" alt=":lalala:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've sure gotten old! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement, new knees Fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends. But, thank God, I still have my driver's license. ù&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ciao&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/15/exams_five_were_done_one_more_to_go~2458601/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelindarkness.blog.co.uk,2007-06-11:/2007/06/11/a_friend_who_needs_help~2434234/</id><title>Help Me!!! My  Friend Needs Help!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelindarkness.blog.co.uk/2007/06/11/a_friend_who_needs_help~2434234/"/><author><name>angelinthedark</name></author><published>2007-06-11T18:05:33+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:11:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Sorry to disturb you folks, but one of my blog mates needs a little help, so if you could something, this would be highly appreciated. He have to buy something but he doesn’t know where to get it.&lt;br&gt;
I think he’s from England. I posted here his so that you may have knowledge what his problem is.&lt;br&gt;
Here is his blog address: &lt;strong&gt;snakediggers.blog.co.uk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;while his post is this:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My Uncle Phil/lip brought round this thing called a "record player" earlier. I'd seen one before at my mate Derek's house. Now he (Derek) uses his to make clay pots, but my uncle still manages to still get sounds out of his.&lt;br&gt;
So anyway, he pops in with this machine and gets these "platters" out ("the platters that matter" - so he said ) and proceded to set one of them in motion, soon after placing a "stylus" on the edge of it. He wired it through my Mum's amp and before I knew it music was playing -a bit crackly, but remarkably good considering the relative antiquity of the format.&lt;br&gt;
Now the reason I'm even mentioning all this is because, my uncle gave me all his platters (I showed some interest and he's moving back to Angola and can't take them with him - he works for the UN apparently) and also this thing to play them on. He told me to get a new "stylus" and explained that if I did, the crackling would more than likely improve. Thing is, I don't know where to get one, so I'm stuck.&lt;br&gt;
The conclusion is I've got about 1500 platters and not a thing to play them on. I've just looked on ebay, and am thinking of investing imminently. Any recommendations regarding make/type anyone? Serious advice only please - I have about £100 at my disposal. Thanks - no time wasters please.&lt;br&gt;
Help you could share would be considered important… i hope am not asking to much for this&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Angel&lt;/p&gt;
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