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		<title>Harry and Edgar 16</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 02:53:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tabitha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“I Don’t know what to do Edgar. I don’t know how to organize a funeral. Harry did all that when Owen died.” “Don’t worry, I know. I’ve done it before, twice, once for Dad and again for Ellen. I’ll find a local funeral parlour and we’ll discuss what kind of funeral &#8211; maybe Harry left [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Harry and Edgar 15</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 02:49:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“I’ll go and ask if there’s somewhere we can get a cup of coffee, you just sit here,” and edgar went away, glad to have something to do. He returned with good news and escorted Betsy to the little coffee bar. “I told them at the nursing station to come and find us here if [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Harry and Edgar 14</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2011 02:41:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tabitha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As usual they helped with the washing up, then Edgar announced that he’d like to go to the library and Harry agreed to meet him there after he’d been to the post office to post all those replies they’d made to the various Berts. They were equipped with wellingtons to cope with the slush. “There’s [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Harry and Edgar 13</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2011 01:56:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alirat</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[While they were out Betsy answered a ring at the door-bell. A woman who looked to be in her late sixties (though it wasn’t easy to tell with all the muffled up clothing) stood there. She said, “Hello, I’m sorry I don’t know your name, I just know of you as Harry’s sister. I’m Hilda [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Rabbits</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 00:26:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jonathan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was winter when Michelle went back to work and Christopher started childcare.  He hated it.  He screamed when we dropped him off and leapt into our arms whimpering, ‘take me home,’ when we came to pick him up.  Then he’d whinge and whine and throw tantrums half the night.  But after a few weeks [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pressing Pause</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 03:54:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>latesha randall</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The trickle of water slowly continued winding its way down the windscreen.  Rose frowned. It was just enough to be annoying, especially in the centre of her vision, but not so much that she could justify flicking on the wipers to be rid of it. She noticed the speedometer climbing, as her usual morning battle [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Harry and Edgar 12</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 09:18:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tabitha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[They were all glad they’d taken the opportunity for the outing as the weather turned sour the very next day. Bitterly cold. “Too cold for snow,” observed Edgar, and it was. The wind howled from the east bringing the hard iciness of the plains of Siberia. The east wind rarely bothered that part of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Harry and Edgar 11</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 09:08:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tabitha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So life in the household went on, more or less peacefully. One day when Harry had gone out alone, he felt like a bit of his own company, Edgar took the opportunity to sit down with Betsy over a cup of coffee and a biscuit. “Betsy,” he said, “I’ve been wanting to say something very [...]]]></description>
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		<title>About Tabitha</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 07:32:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Tabitha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A painter and a writer, Tabitha was born in Manchester in the 20&#8242;s.]]></description>
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		<title>The Road Behind</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 07:22:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jonathan</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;released October 2010 Life and death, heart and soul, rock n roll and the adventures of an arsehole. THE ROAD BEHIND is a journey of self discovery and a picaresque romp. Mark’s journey crisscrosses the Tasman, swirls around Australia and circles the globe, as he runs from his past, headlong into his future.]]></description>
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