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	<title>Comments on: A Tidiness of Collected Nouns</title>
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	<description>Singed Feathers Everywhere*. Hebridean Mother Living In WierdyBeardysville, USA</description>
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		<title>By: apprentice</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2667</link>
		<dc:creator>apprentice</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mine would be: &quot;A Stepford of Wives&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mine would be: &#8220;A Stepford of Wives&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Pat</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2663</link>
		<dc:creator>Pat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 14:59:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A Grumble of Grandmas?   A Pride of New Dads?  A Stink of Old Farts?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Grumble of Grandmas?   A Pride of New Dads?  A Stink of Old Farts?</p>
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		<title>By: Pat</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2662</link>
		<dc:creator>Pat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 14:52:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oooooh I&#039;ve jus got the &#039;bevy&#039; one.  Well done FMC!  I&#039;m not being patronising or pompous - just feel thick today.  No comments please</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oooooh I&#8217;ve jus got the &#8216;bevy&#8217; one.  Well done FMC!  I&#8217;m not being patronising or pompous &#8211; just feel thick today.  No comments please</p>
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		<title>By: Fatmammycat</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2645</link>
		<dc:creator>Fatmammycat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 18:53:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Capital T Lovie, it&#039;s Etheline&#039;s bloomin&#039; hound. Lock up the gin? Ha-har and snarf! I will do no such thing.  Oh Dublin, so green, so rainy, so full of striking yet surprisingly rich taxi drivers, chuggers (charity muggers) and &#039;zany&#039; actors trying to get you to come see their free and painful plays.
 Huzzah, there&#039;s no place like home!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Capital T Lovie, it&#8217;s Etheline&#8217;s bloomin&#8217; hound. Lock up the gin? Ha-har and snarf! I will do no such thing.  Oh Dublin, so green, so rainy, so full of striking yet surprisingly rich taxi drivers, chuggers (charity muggers) and &#8216;zany&#8217; actors trying to get you to come see their free and painful plays.<br />
 Huzzah, there&#8217;s no place like home!</p>
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		<title>By: Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach</title>
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		<dc:creator>Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 17:21:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>An anorak of train-spotters
A raiment of disguises
A cloak of assassins</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An anorak of train-spotters<br />
A raiment of disguises<br />
A cloak of assassins</p>
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		<title>By: Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2642</link>
		<dc:creator>Problem Child Bride aka wirepeach</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 17:18:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Kim, formally of course, a Matthew of beards.

Tattieheid, thank-you for your lovely words.  They cheered me no end.  What I want to know is where your blog is?  I&#039;d like to read that. It&#039;s easy to set up you know.  You&#039;re right, of course, about the double standards on leering.  I don&#039;t think women are naturally as...erm...gifted as men at ogling totty though.  I&#039;ve always preferred the more mature man, myself.  There are a lot of women who do, you know which is hardly fair as men amost never look at women over a certain age if there is younger meat in the room, no matter what the younger meat actually looks like.  Youth trumps most.  Now where&#039;s that blog??  I&#039;ve tried to snoop you out but sitemeter only gives me the location of servers and I still can&#039;t tell where your&#039;s is.  West Midlands somewhere, I think.  Thanks again, sweetie-pie, you&#039;ve made a blogger mammy happy.

Noners, a wiggle of women!  I love that!  That is brilliant.

Fmc, I love it round at yours, I feel all familiar and kitchen-tabley there with a drink in one hand, a bun in the other and God only knows where the conversation will go.  I plan to come to Dublin one of these days and before I do anthing else I&#039;ll be visiting you.  Lock up your gin.  I&#039;m not even going to ask what kind of a day you&#039;ve had to come up with your last 3 collective nouns - I hope they&#039;re not linked in some sort of ghastly confectionary misdemeanour -  but my God, woman, a horror of toffee?  Are you ill?

Kit, a beatitude of bakers?  An lament of broken kitchen timers?  A profusion of profiteroles?

Mr. Furry you incorrigible sicko, you (fondly tousling your hair).  I return Charlie&#039;s greeting and commend him on his fine ankle work.  How&#039;s the house-training going?  And is Charlie doing well with his too?  I give you a misdemeanour of Charlie owners.  And a rehabilitation of strokers.  Do the authorities know you have a dog?  Has David Attenborough been notified?   Rolf Harris?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kim, formally of course, a Matthew of beards.</p>
<p>Tattieheid, thank-you for your lovely words.  They cheered me no end.  What I want to know is where your blog is?  I&#8217;d like to read that. It&#8217;s easy to set up you know.  You&#8217;re right, of course, about the double standards on leering.  I don&#8217;t think women are naturally as&#8230;erm&#8230;gifted as men at ogling totty though.  I&#8217;ve always preferred the more mature man, myself.  There are a lot of women who do, you know which is hardly fair as men amost never look at women over a certain age if there is younger meat in the room, no matter what the younger meat actually looks like.  Youth trumps most.  Now where&#8217;s that blog??  I&#8217;ve tried to snoop you out but sitemeter only gives me the location of servers and I still can&#8217;t tell where your&#8217;s is.  West Midlands somewhere, I think.  Thanks again, sweetie-pie, you&#8217;ve made a blogger mammy happy.</p>
<p>Noners, a wiggle of women!  I love that!  That is brilliant.</p>
<p>Fmc, I love it round at yours, I feel all familiar and kitchen-tabley there with a drink in one hand, a bun in the other and God only knows where the conversation will go.  I plan to come to Dublin one of these days and before I do anthing else I&#8217;ll be visiting you.  Lock up your gin.  I&#8217;m not even going to ask what kind of a day you&#8217;ve had to come up with your last 3 collective nouns &#8211; I hope they&#8217;re not linked in some sort of ghastly confectionary misdemeanour &#8211;  but my God, woman, a horror of toffee?  Are you ill?</p>
<p>Kit, a beatitude of bakers?  An lament of broken kitchen timers?  A profusion of profiteroles?</p>
<p>Mr. Furry you incorrigible sicko, you (fondly tousling your hair).  I return Charlie&#8217;s greeting and commend him on his fine ankle work.  How&#8217;s the house-training going?  And is Charlie doing well with his too?  I give you a misdemeanour of Charlie owners.  And a rehabilitation of strokers.  Do the authorities know you have a dog?  Has David Attenborough been notified?   Rolf Harris?</p>
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		<title>By: Fatmammycat</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2639</link>
		<dc:creator>Fatmammycat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 11:21:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>An objection of solicitors.
A gavel of judges.
A horror of Toffee.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An objection of solicitors.<br />
A gavel of judges.<br />
A horror of Toffee.</p>
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		<title>By: mr furry</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2637</link>
		<dc:creator>mr furry</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 07:39:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>a spitting of llamas.
a stroking of cats.

ps charlie (a 9 week cocker spaniel)  the new addition to the furry family says hello. well actually he says woof woof and then tries to bite my achilles tendon but that roughly translates to hello i believe.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>a spitting of llamas.<br />
a stroking of cats.</p>
<p>ps charlie (a 9 week cocker spaniel)  the new addition to the furry family says hello. well actually he says woof woof and then tries to bite my achilles tendon but that roughly translates to hello i believe.</p>
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		<title>By: Kit</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2615</link>
		<dc:creator>Kit</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 18:54:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Today would have been a cup of cooks, a frame of photographers and of course a brilliance of bloggers, for all the great posts I&#039;ve been reading.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today would have been a cup of cooks, a frame of photographers and of course a brilliance of bloggers, for all the great posts I&#8217;ve been reading.</p>
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		<title>By: Fatmammycat</title>
		<link>http://problemchildbride.com/2006/09/05/a-ho-hum-of-thoughts/comment-page-1/#comment-2612</link>
		<dc:creator>Fatmammycat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 15:28:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello lovie, I know your feelin&#039; crook, so come on over. There&#039;s beer and biscuits, well there was, but we ate them all, but there is sympathy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello lovie, I know your feelin&#8217; crook, so come on over. There&#8217;s beer and biscuits, well there was, but we ate them all, but there is sympathy.</p>
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