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Federer has just broken back for the second time in the first set! It’s 5-all and he is serving, but it is advantage Nadal.
That last point was more than a little lucky when Nadal’s passing shot clipped the net to go out. Federer’s nerves are tingling as he moves to serve. He goes for it, [...]

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One of those gem emails that goes around from time-to-time. I feel it deserves to be embedded somewhere so here it is. I hope you enjoy:
ONE-POINT DARES
1. Run one lap around the office at top speed
2. Groan out loud in the toilet cubicle (at least one other ‘non-player’must be in the toilet at the time).
3. [...]

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Very interested to read this Reuters story about an employee of the French bank Societe General who managed to be quite sneaky… and get away with gambling £37 Billion pounds, that’s 50 billion Euros, of the bank’s money. Cheeky chap.
It’s silly money we’re talking about here. More “than the gross domestic product of Morocco”. And [...]

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A friend got me into this show. He makes films – the latest one won some awards too. With my limited knowledge of TV, as far as I am aware Trailer Park Boys has never been aired in the UK, although I’d hazard a guess it has reached or is about to reach homes in [...]

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Hmmm. Where to begin really…*
(*if you know me, or work with me, I will not confirm which if any of these events are real)
- Turning up at 9am on the first day. Turning up at closer to 10am pretty much most other days. Isn’t flexi-time great. Getting home closer to 7pm than 6pm most [...]

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© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
The Cave Dwellers Society of Tasmania is a highly respected underground organisation that reaches into the upper echelons of the business world. In fact it leaves virtually no occupation untouched, with members in every field from Engineering to Art, Commerce to Psychology, Politics to Music. It was a bright winter Sunday outside, [...]

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© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007Have you ever wondered where possums sleep during the day? I mean, this is a country with really thin trees with really small leaves and somehow there are thousands of fat furry brown things the size of petrol cans supposedly hanging off these supermodel- proportioned trees during broad daylight, which by the [...]

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© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
I was on my way back from a solo camping trip in the middle Highlands. I had been on the overland track for three days and somehow I kept passing the same bunch of Americans in their campsite on the shores of a lake. They must have been three [...]

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© Duncan Wheeler 1997-2007
Here’s a poem I wrote to commemorate a special event that happened to me last Sunday night:
The stars, the stars, the cars and the bars,
Twitching under my itchy palms
On the roof while looking afar
I made a fire that blew afar
It went into the highest stars
And made my heart begin [...]

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