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	<title>Comments on: Mea culpa</title>
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	<description>Becoming a father and raising a family</description>
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		<title>By: Carmel</title>
		<link>http://beingadaddy.com.au/2010/01/mea-culpa/comment-page-1/#comment-203</link>
		<dc:creator>Carmel</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 12:12:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Memories are a very powerful weapon / tool. If you think too much of them, then you can become a slave to them! I too have memories from my childhood. Not all good ones like you have with your poppy, but rather ones which tormented me for a very long time. I have some rippers of my dad,(your pop). Horse rides on his plaster cast,lots of bottles of coke when he worked there. I remember when things must have been so tight for my parents that when dad&#039;s shoes were wearing out, he would cut up some cardboard &amp; put that for the sole. The smell of the newly mown lawn, followed by the waft of B&amp;H ciggies, then followed by the smell of newly opened bottle of beer. And all this wrapped up in the smell of my dad. No mea culpa required.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Memories are a very powerful weapon / tool. If you think too much of them, then you can become a slave to them! I too have memories from my childhood. Not all good ones like you have with your poppy, but rather ones which tormented me for a very long time. I have some rippers of my dad,(your pop). Horse rides on his plaster cast,lots of bottles of coke when he worked there. I remember when things must have been so tight for my parents that when dad&#8217;s shoes were wearing out, he would cut up some cardboard &amp; put that for the sole. The smell of the newly mown lawn, followed by the waft of B&amp;H ciggies, then followed by the smell of newly opened bottle of beer. And all this wrapped up in the smell of my dad. No mea culpa required.</p>
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		<title>By: Daddy</title>
		<link>http://beingadaddy.com.au/2010/01/mea-culpa/comment-page-1/#comment-69</link>
		<dc:creator>Daddy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2010 13:01:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>UPDATE:

Clearly I’ve been unable to keep my pledge – even for one week.  Whilst not excusing things, it’s an indication of how busy things are at present.  Having said that, if I had kept my pledge and found a couple of hours a week to keep updating my notes here, I’d be almost up to date!

I’m revising my pledge down to 2 posts per week and see how that goes.  If in a month I have kept to that, I’ll push myself to the 3 originally intended.

I’ll get there one day…</description>
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<p>Clearly I’ve been unable to keep my pledge – even for one week.  Whilst not excusing things, it’s an indication of how busy things are at present.  Having said that, if I had kept my pledge and found a couple of hours a week to keep updating my notes here, I’d be almost up to date!</p>
<p>I’m revising my pledge down to 2 posts per week and see how that goes.  If in a month I have kept to that, I’ll push myself to the 3 originally intended.</p>
<p>I’ll get there one day…</p>
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