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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: October 2010
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. The birds flew past Sutton. Another weekday afternoon in south London. It is still BST. A non descript building by the railway station witnesses a flock of white geese slowly rise from the eastern sky.UFOs, said a colleague, unsure of the species. Across and upward, climbing over a rainstorm, spanning large distances in only a few short minutes. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: January 2009
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. With scholarly intentions, I entered Barnes and Noble and emerged chuckling with this extra purchase. A game very much like Plot Four. Today at work when I passed the tables in the cafeteria I remembered the girl that helped me find little packets of salt hidden amongst the sugar and I had forgotten to salt my lunch. Poem on the Underground. Labels: poem on the underground. Poem on the Underground.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: Iyer samayal
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. Thanks to Neha, I discovered a mami-mama. Who most helpfully demonstrate terrific south Indian, dare I say tam bram. Labels: food and cookery. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poem on the underground. Happy Vishu From England. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: December 2008
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. The colour of my rainbow. Your rainbow is strongly shaded violet. What is says about you: You are a creative person. You appreciate beauty and craftsmanship. You are patient and will keep trying to understand something until you've mastered it. Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. The colour of my rainbow. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: September 2007
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. International Talk like a Pirate Day. Wonder who came up with the idea for such a day. Labels: dont see everyday. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. International Talk like a Pirate Day. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: The birds flew past Sutton
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. The birds flew past Sutton. Another weekday afternoon in south London. It is still BST. A non descript building by the railway station witnesses a flock of white geese slowly rise from the eastern sky.UFOs, said a colleague, unsure of the species. Across and upward, climbing over a rainstorm, spanning large distances in only a few short minutes. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poem on the underground.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: June 2010
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. Pleased that Google chose to celebrate Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, the author of The Little Prince. A book that I can go back to and re-read and re-read. Reinforces a cherished sentiment of never wanting to grow up. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: April 2009
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. I have eaten seeds. Now several years later, I come across this in the Guardian. Fir on the lung. Medics in the Urals have removed a tiny tree from a man's lung after he complained of chest pains. Labels: dont see everyday. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. I have eaten seeds. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: June 2009
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. A rather thought provoking talk on various aspects of work - type, meaning, motivation, end - by Alain de Botton. Royal Society for encouragement of Arts etc). The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: Clan Fire Place
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. A rather friendly and laid back colleague went on holiday with wife and two toddlers to a place in North Wales. Let us call him Charlie Evans. So Charlie went on holiday exactly last year with his family to llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogochuchaf in Anglesey. How do you say the name, Charlie? I cannot pronounce it, I can only do the beginning and the end. Is there a shorter name for it?
