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	<title>Rise v4</title>
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	<description>Raising Bernard</description>
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		<title>Pimp My Menu: Sausage Casserole</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Again, thanks to Lisa, sausage and lentil casserole has been a staple for quite some time. This week I broke out into new sausage casserole territory with a recipe from the Waitrose website, which is always a fairly good source of ideas.

I really tried to stick to the recipe; however I wasn&#8217;t prepared to splash [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/03/pimp-my-menu-sausage-casserole/</link>
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		<title>The Pimp My Menu Project: cabbage</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In order to make a gentle start on the project, this week&#8217;s new dish was really an old dish that I haven&#8217;t made for ages. In fact we rarely eat any meat that isn&#8217;t on a pizza or in a curry, so a pork chops dish seems quite exciting.

The recipe for this was emailed to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/03/the-pimp-my-menu-project-week-1/</link>
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		<title>Dear Bernard</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At the age of 3 years and 8 months, you stopped breastfeeding. Over the last months there have been odd nights when you&#8217;ve gone to bed without that one feed that helps you get off to sleep, because I&#8217;ve been out teaching or something. Gradually the supply of milk has dwindled to nothing; you say [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/03/dear-bernard/</link>
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		<title>The Pimp My Menu Project</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was already considering challenging myself to cook more interesting food, when Lisa said let&#8217;s have a challenge, and I thought yeah let&#8217;s so here we are.

It&#8217;s very simple. All you have to do is pledge to make one new dish each week (or something you haven&#8217;t made for absolutely ages), blog about it and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/03/the-pimp-my-menu-project/</link>
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		<title>Tea Time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I vaguely remember that once I used to write up marvellous cooking experiences here. I also documented Bernard&#8217;s early adventures into the world of solid food with painstaking detail. I feel so ashamed that tonight, the boy is feasting on fishcakes, sweetcorn, and microwave chips; and Pete and I will later be enjoying a home-made [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/02/tea-time/</link>
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		<title>The Breastfeeding Class</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s a year since I took my first breastfeeding class. I came home buzzing that night, and very highly motivated to finish my training so that I could start teaching on a regular basis. I qualified as a Breastfeeding Counsellor back in June, and since then I&#8217;ve been teaching two or three classes a week. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/02/the-breastfeeding-class/</link>
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		<title>Less tic-ing, more talking</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Bernard&#8217;s body seems to have settled down, with occasional exceptions which do seem to be related to tiredness. We&#8217;ve had three weeks in a more regular routine now that he&#8217;s in preschool every weekday. He has discovered the wonder of flow charts. 

I say more talking, but I mean more reading and writing &#8211; it [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/01/less-tic-ing-more-talking/</link>
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		<title>Tic Toc</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Small Boy seems to have a small range of involuntary movements of the head and arms. If you google that term, you find a plethora of possibilities ranging from the benign [many children have tics, they grow out of them] to the truly malignant [which I am currently not giving brain-space to]. Somewhere in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/01/tic-toc/</link>
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		<title>The white-out continues</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The sky and the weather forecast are both full of snow, but none is actually falling at present. This raises the question: should we travel to South London today to see friends, favourite friends who we all enjoy being with, for a date that has already been postponed once? 

In favour: I get to talk [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/01/the-white-out-continues/</link>
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		<title>Deeply snowed in</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The sheer quantity of snow is impressive. Bushes in the garden are bent flat, and the back door, which opens outwards, is reluctant to do so. Next door they have three identically-dressed grandsons in the 8-10yrs range, visiting from Australia. They and their parents were building snowmen at ten o&#8217;clock last night.


We woke up to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2010/01/deeply-snowed-in/</link>
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		<title>2009 in Knit</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This was the year I really started knitting for real. A quick check of ravelry reveals that I have completed 60 projects this year, some of which were multiple boob-knitting projects. It was easy to calculate because the item labelled Dixie&#8217;s birthday scarf was completed on 31 Dec 2008; and as soon as I finish [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2009/12/2009-in-knit/</link>
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		<title>Shopping Spree</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have never been to the sales on Boxing Day before in my life. Pete&#8217;s sister and her boyfriend, a childless couple who have been renovating a house, have lots of things they need, and going to the sales seems like a good idea. We contemplate what to do with Bernard, and default to our [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2009/12/shopping-spree/</link>
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		<title>We call it Yule</title>
		<description><![CDATA[During the last few days of snow, we were a little bit anxious that our plans for Yule might have to be postponed for a week. On the 23rd, the MIL called from South Mimms to say she would stay there for the night. The Small Boy and I trudged into town to do last [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2009/12/we-call-it-yule/</link>
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		<title>Snowed In</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was one of those days when the Small Boy woke at 5am sounding full of cold, and my heart sank because I really want him to enjoy the next few days. Also because we have to venture out again, to buy all the fruit and veg and stuff we forgot yesterday. Yesterday was an [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2009/12/snowed-in/</link>
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		<title>Winter Solstice 2009</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Curled up indoors with blankets, warm drinks, and cBeebies. Today was my last day of work, followed by the train home, walking (15 mins) up to the childminder to collect Bernard, and then walking (25 mins with child in tow) home &#8211; in heavy snow. 

Wet coats hats scarves gloves hanging up in the garage, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.uborka.nu/rise/2009/12/winter-solstice-2009/</link>
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