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		<title>Dear Iceland</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Thank you for welcoming me with open arms. Thank you for being more than a friend. Thank you being supportive and not scary. Thank you for teaching me so many things about myself and others. Thank you for letting me love you. But most of all, thank you for always being there.]]></description>
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		<title>Change</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I feel like I lost something tonight. Something that meant the world to me. Maybe its a good thing. Maybe I should start asking new questions and looking in new places. A little change has never done any harm, has it? Just because you were going in one direction does not mean you can&#8217;t change [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Great weather</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We are still getting beautiful weather here in Iceland! The sun has been shining all day and it has been hot! When I first thought of moving to Iceland I confess I didn&#8217;t know anything about it. The internet didn&#8217;t really help. It said that the winters didn&#8217;t get much colder than minus five degrees [...]]]></description>
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		<title>No more chick literature</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Don&#8217;t get me wrong; I love reading about steamy romances, unobtainable loves and the tall dark and handsomes but why do most books go down the same path? It&#8217;s always a plain looking girl with either no boobs or no money falling in love with a guy who&#8217;s either rich or &#8216;too good for her&#8217;. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2371</link>
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		<title>When no means yes&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever been asked if you want the last piece of chocolate and said no when you meant yes? Then you watch as that person sucks the chocolate slowly and plays with it whilst you watch thinking &#8216;Damn! I wanted that!&#8217; Next time don&#8217;t say no. Just take it. Say yes. Life is too [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2367</link>
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		<title>Remember face paints?</title>
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		<title>Diary of the keyboard</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I originally started this blog to tell my family about the goings on in my new life in a new country. Since then it has evolved into a site which people use to gain information about Iceland. But, more importantly, it is like my diary. I don&#8217;t write in a diary. I did for a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2363</link>
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		<title>Dark nights</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The nights are getting darker by the day. It seems like we wait for months and months for the sun and daylight but its barely arrived before it disappears. All of a sudden the nights are black which is one sure sign the winter is approaching&#8230;and fast. I don&#8217;t like it. I am going to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2362</link>
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		<title>Just get naked</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I went swimming today with a couple of friends in a bid to get fit and healthy. We are aiming to go twice a week which might seem a bit optimistic but I&#8217;m positive about it. After five laps I soon realized how unfit I was so sticking to the plan can only be a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2360</link>
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		<title>Love hurts</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have never really understood the phrase &#8220;love hurts&#8221; before now. I am not particularly talking about the love between two people but the love of places, familiarities and friendships. The hurt of leaving the things you love most behind and the hurt of missing things you&#8217;ve already left. It is tough. There comes a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.rhiannons-blog.co.uk/?p=2358</link>
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