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	<description>Living in Ireland, shopping, kids, greyhounds, cooking, more shopping and a load of rubbish about, well, nothing really</description>
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		<title>I&#8217;m off to dot com land</title>
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	So here&#8217;s the thing, it&#8217;s the end of the road, the final page of the story, the last rolo, the&#8230;er&#8230;last kiss before bedtime for my blog.  We&#8217;ve had a long and somewhat tempestuous journey together.  We&#8217;ve had some good times; some laughs and some serious hissy fits along ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/02/05/im-off-to-dot-com-land/</link>
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		<title>Brown</title>
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	So I finally managed to slot in a visit to Gorgeous G, my yummy hairdresser.  Someone fabulous and glamorous once told me that a girl should never allow anyone except a man to cut her hair, and even though I can’t remember who it was (I do remember that ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/02/03/brown/</link>
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		<title>Lily the Lovely Lamb Lady&#8217;s Interloper</title>
		<description>	We were trudging around the big field this morning, then; Bert with his fur-lined waterproof coat on (it’s manly, honest), and me with seventeen layers, including thermals, t-shirts, fleeces and two jackets.  The snow was coming straight at us as we walked down the slope and the wind was ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/02/01/lily-the-lovely-lamb-ladys-interloper/</link>
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		<title>Holy Freeoly!</title>
		<description>	Well I never.  I was perusing the links that lead people to my blog this morning, and apart from several hundred wierdos, perverts and dog-botherers who googled &#8217;saugages&#8217;, &#8216;lips&#8217;, &#8216;arseholes&#8217; or a combination of the three (note to self: pick better titles to your posts so as not to ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/02/01/holy-freeoly/</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s snowing bunnies!</title>
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	Now I&#8217;m not saying we&#8217;re special or anything (well, okay, I already said it yesterday) but up here in Cavan, it doesn&#8217;t just snow, it snows rabbits!  Impressive eh?

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		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/01/31/its-snowing-bunnies/</link>
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		<title>Lips and Arseholes</title>
		<description>	The Disreputable One likes nice food.  When we were little, we were lucky enough (although totally unappreciative, I’m sure) to eat proper food at home, produced with love by my doting Ma from scratch, and to be taken to nice restaurants.  We were even allowed a little teeny ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/01/31/lips-and-arseholes/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;m special, me.</title>
		<description>	Well, some of the longlists are out for the Irish Blog Awards 2008  and bugger me with a fish fork if I haven&#8217;t actually been picked for something!  I was always picked last in games (childbearing hips - my own personal cross to bear) so this means a ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/01/30/gosh-im-special/</link>
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		<title>Pear and Custard Muffins</title>
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	On Sunday, I made Bill Granger’s banana and butterscotch pudding.  Okay, so I admit, I left out the ‘banana and’ bit when I was telling #2 what it was, but he sussed right away.  As I was making the custard I was mulling over what gorgeous stuff custard ...</description>
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		<title>Yummy baguette fillings (or party food)</title>
		<description>	So me Mam’s visit all passed in a happy blur.  Oh, apart from the bit when Bertie disgraced himself by eating her knitting needles- sorry Mam.  Oh, and that other bit where Bertie disgraced himself by hopping into her bed and frightening her silly when she returned from ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/01/29/yummy-baguette-fillings-or-party-food/</link>
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		<title>What a spectacle</title>
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	Me Mam’s been staying for a couple of days.  And when I haven’t been dwagging her through the undergwowth like some latter-day David Bellamy (remember him?) hunting our errant foster dog, we’ve been having a very pleasant time doing a touch of retail therapy and drinking champagne.  ...</description>
		<link>http://englishmuminireland.blogs.ie/2008/01/28/what-a-spectacle/</link>
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