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      <title>Weekday debaucheries...</title>
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&lt;p&gt;I caught my first whiff of light headedness half way through my second pint of &lt;a href=&#34;http://www.guinness.com/en-gb/thebeer.html&#34;&gt;Guinness Extra Cold&lt;/a&gt; – in all its frothy, 3.5 degree chilled gloriousness. The group from work – ever happy for an excuse to hit the town and splurge on the brew – had decided they were up for a second night out, a mere two months after our February jaunt, and that on a Wednesday evening no less.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>A fitting end..</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;To a fabulous week that is&amp;hellip;..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is 11.41pm, and I am as clear eyed as I can be. I have just returned from the &lt;a href=&#34;https://archive.rustgeek.me/2010/05/16/many-lives-and-summer-plans/&#34;&gt;Muyiwa &amp;amp; Riversongz concert&lt;/a&gt;. It was fab, If I say so. Apparently the concert was designed to signal the commissioning of a &amp;lsquo;gospel&amp;rsquo; choir in the city. The music was great all round - a throwback to my days back in University as an undergrad. Surprise, surprise, the bloke who leads the choir was also quite an active bloke on that same campus and was involved in plotting planning various musical events campus wide. The added benefits of catching up with blokes number 10 and 11 (the numbers refer to the number of close friends and acquaintances I have been re-united with since I made the move across the Atlantic) was fab and far outweighed any misgivings I might have had about shelling out 10 pounds to attend (and the 10 pounds I paid for a CD/DVD of Muyiwa&amp;rsquo;s album.)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Six degrees and summer plans.</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;They say its a small world - and that everyone is connected to every one else by at most six people. Today I learned that first hand. My friend K has mentioned in the past that she&amp;rsquo;s got a sister in my town. Today I finally worked up the nerve had the opportunity to talk with her a bit (if talk can occur in 25 secs that is). Thing is K and I have some history of sorts - its one of those online collaborations which segued into an occasional offline chat and all. So when K&amp;rsquo;s sister asked how I knew K, I was a bit stumped.. Turns out there is another bloke, a T this time, who is mutual friends with K and I (again that undefined, web 2.0 kind), his name jumped out as the basis of my knowing K.. Turns out T also has a sister in my town, and in my church.. Cue the hems and ahh as to her I knew her brother - the official line was we &lt;em&gt;&amp;lsquo;worked on a project together&amp;rsquo;&lt;/em&gt;.. That&amp;rsquo;s what I&amp;rsquo;m sticking with though.. Fingers crossed that the meeting ends up forgotten (or at least the bit about me knowing their siblings), else I&amp;rsquo;ll be having loads of explaining to do.. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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