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  <title>Behind these brown eyes</title>
  <subtitle>These precious illusions in my head</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Marianne</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-27T21:43:50Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:250679</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2005-03-27T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T21:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T21:43:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Way up high&lt;br /&gt;There's a land that I heard of&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lullaby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Skies are blue&lt;br /&gt;And the dreams that you dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;Really do come true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why then, oh why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;Some day I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemondrops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Birds fly over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why then, oh why can't I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If happy little bluebirds fly&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why can't I?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:198353</id>
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    <title>Last public entry, shame though</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T09:22:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T09:24:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Perfect Girl - Sarah Mclachlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I faithful, am I strong, am I good enough to belong&lt;br /&gt;In your reverie a perfect girl&lt;br /&gt;Your vision of romance is cruel and all along I played the fool&lt;br /&gt;All your expectations bury me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry you will find the answer if you let it go&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself some time to falter&lt;br /&gt;But don't forgo know that you're loved no matter what&lt;br /&gt;And everything will come around in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own my insecurities I try to own my destiny&lt;br /&gt;That I can make or break it if I choose&lt;br /&gt;But you take my words and twist them 'round&lt;br /&gt;Til I'm the one who brings you down&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel like I'm the one to blame for all of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry you will find the answer if you let it go&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself some time to falter&lt;br /&gt;But don't forgo know that you're loved no matter what&lt;br /&gt;And everything will come around in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need everybody with you on your side&lt;br /&gt;Know that I am here for you but I hope in time&lt;br /&gt;You'll find yourself alright alone&lt;br /&gt;You'll find yourself with open arms&lt;br /&gt;You'll find yourself you'll find yourself in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riot in my heart decides to keep me open and alive&lt;br /&gt;I have to take myself away from you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't compete I can't deny there's nothing that I didn't try&lt;br /&gt;How did I go wrong in loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry you will find the answer if you let it go&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself some time to falter&lt;br /&gt;But don't forgo know that you're loved no matter what&lt;br /&gt;And everything will come around in time</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:197744</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-15T21:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-15T20:35:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-15T20:35:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't find it even if I want it to.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:197279</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-14T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T14:12:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T14:12:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Somebody who wasn't supposed to read my journal, read it.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I said some bad stuff about that person. It must have been a long long time ago. But it is a livejournal and I post stuff I feel at that right moment. Most of the time its completely different the next day. So I didn't mean to hurt you. You know I like you. So for what it's worth I am very sorry.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:197110</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-13T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T19:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T19:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shouldn't we be making any effort needed to &lt;br /&gt;stop our dreams from fading?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:196752</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-12T12:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T11:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T11:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have to sing this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:196513</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-12T01:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T00:21:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T00:21:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm with you 'till the end&lt;br /&gt;Though I cannot see your face.&lt;br /&gt;I comfort you with words&lt;br /&gt;Though I long for an embrace.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:196239</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-10T18:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T17:48:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T17:48:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We'll walk all the way down this road&lt;br /&gt;We'll hold each other's hand&lt;br /&gt;We'll watch all the colors and their fades&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we'll swallow discomfort to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all, all we want&lt;br /&gt;A shower of pure joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while we'll stay in the warmth&lt;br /&gt;Then as we know it'll snow&lt;br /&gt;So we'll dream and we'll rest face to face&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we'll stay there in silence&lt;br /&gt;like we never spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all, all we want&lt;br /&gt;A shower of pure joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can shine like the sun if you'll be the only one&lt;br /&gt;Waterfall where my light will shine on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can shine like the sun if you'll be the only one&lt;br /&gt;Waterfall, where my light will shine on&lt;br /&gt;Pure joy, a shower of pure joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all, all we want&lt;br /&gt;A shower of pure joy&lt;br /&gt;I can shine like the sun if you'll be the only one&lt;br /&gt;Waterfall, where my light will shine on</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:195950</id>
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    <title>North &amp; South</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T13:50:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T13:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.gardensoflorien.co.uk/costume/northandsouth/ns3.jpg" alt="titel" of="of" beschrijving="beschrijving" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:195701</id>
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    <title>Wallpaper</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T12:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T12:43:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v512/Guvennekes/anouk-ispy.jpg" alt="titel" of="of" beschrijving="beschrijving" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:195158</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-08T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T22:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T22:31:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I joined the BBC costume drama community. Seems everybody is actually from the UK. I use their pictures so might as well join. Don't want to use the spell check every time I post there, not going to post I think. I don't think  I even know how to post in a group. So why join? I have absolutely no idea! Oh yeah I forgot I adore costume dramas. This was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt wired and tired almost the entire day and now I don't want to go to sleep, I am weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah spell check, no spelling errors found, wow I am incredible.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:194853</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-08T22:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T21:52:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T22:00:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.midgard.net/~strata/digipix/sjrosegardens//yellow-rose-triad-647.jpg" alt="titel" of="of" beschrijving="beschrijving" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful trees&lt;br /&gt;Tower above&lt;br /&gt;Look up, look up&lt;br /&gt;Into the dark blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Wish upon a star does she&lt;br /&gt;Follow me, follow me!&lt;br /&gt;Whispers the wind&lt;br /&gt;Fading into the night&lt;br /&gt;Running through the wild&lt;br /&gt;Follow your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Spirit moves you&lt;br /&gt;Spinning, dancing&lt;br /&gt;The Spiral&lt;br /&gt;The faerie dance&lt;br /&gt;Does she, does she&lt;br /&gt;Fallen to the earth&lt;br /&gt;Soft, warm&lt;br /&gt;Like a mother's kiss&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the Spirit&lt;br /&gt;The wild, the Fae&lt;br /&gt;See it, live it&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;Now back through the dreamworld&lt;br /&gt;There to stay&lt;br /&gt;Only for but one more day</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-07T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T19:11:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T19:11:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heaven Knows, Anouk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Heaven knows-Anouk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this generation&lt;br /&gt;We cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;The ones that we have loved&lt;br /&gt;The ones we left behind&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to reach out&lt;br /&gt;This world is changing fast&lt;br /&gt;For those who take a stand&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;We rieve in our life&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us pay the price&lt;br /&gt;So much Grief&lt;br /&gt;In our life&lt;br /&gt;It will fade over time&lt;br /&gt;To this generation&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get along&lt;br /&gt;And we cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;This struggles through this life&lt;br /&gt;It won't do no good to wait&lt;br /&gt;We're running out of time&lt;br /&gt;For those who take a stand&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;We Grieve, in our life&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us pay the price&lt;br /&gt;So much Grief, in our life&lt;br /&gt;It will fade over time&lt;br /&gt;Guilty for we turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;Guilty for not willing to achieve&lt;br /&gt;Come on happiness&lt;br /&gt;What's keeping you so long&lt;br /&gt;How can we forget</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bumme:194518</id>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-07T19:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T18:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T18:52:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lovesong for a Vampire, Annie Lennox</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Now listening to Lovesong for a Vampire mehehe. This brings back memories. Me sitting on the ground in my tiny bedroom making wild gestures and singing along to it like a lunatic. I still remember most of the lyrics, how cool.</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-07T16:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T15:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T15:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I have to wash them a couple of times now, maybe they will be completely grey then. It's actually a nice colour LOL.</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-07T16:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T15:22:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T15:22:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Huh?&lt;br /&gt;My collegue next to me just said: well that looks stupid, jeans in 2 different colours pointing at my jeans. And I now notice too that the top is darkblue and the bottom is grey. Something must have gone wrong with the painting in the store, cause I do remember far far in my mind that it was blue once. Huh???????????????. So I washed a couple of times and now its almost grey, yeah that figures. Weird very weird.</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-07T11:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T10:51:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T10:51:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ze boog zo ver voorover &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ze boog zover vooroverdat ik bang was dat ze brak &lt;br /&gt;en ze fluisterde heel zachtjes in m'n oor: &lt;br /&gt;"De rook is hier te snijden, oh ik snak &lt;br /&gt;zo naar frisse lucht." &lt;br /&gt;En ik ben met haar gevlucht. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buiten op de verlaten boulevard &lt;br /&gt;waait de wind de krullen uit haar haar &lt;br /&gt;meeuwen zeilen als snippers papier &lt;br /&gt;over en onder langs de pier &lt;br /&gt;de avond viel met windkracht elf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Het had al flink gevroren &lt;br /&gt;er lag ijs in de fontein &lt;br /&gt;ze lachte en ze zei: &lt;br /&gt;"Ik zoek een man &lt;br /&gt;die desnoods op zijn sokken schaatsen kan," &lt;br /&gt;ik heb urenlang &lt;br /&gt;daar met haar geschaatst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zij is overal voor te vinden &lt;br /&gt;en ik ben nergens tegen &lt;br /&gt;we speelden als twee uitgelaten kinderen op het ijs. &lt;br /&gt;Zij is overal voor te vinden &lt;br /&gt;en ik ben nergens tegen &lt;br /&gt;want zij is niet verlegen en ik ben niet goed wijs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deze stad is zo lek als een vergiet &lt;br /&gt;het tocht hier en beschutting is er niet &lt;br /&gt;overal is er die snijdende wind &lt;br /&gt;die ons in elk portiek weer vindt &lt;br /&gt;dit is geen stad, dit is een gat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om warm te blijven kochten wij een grote zak patat &lt;br /&gt;en we voerden alle meeuwen uit die stad &lt;br /&gt;aan elke vogel vroeg ze heel beleefd &lt;br /&gt;of ie wel voldoende mayonaise had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zij is overal voor te vinden &lt;br /&gt;en ik ben nergens tegen &lt;br /&gt;we schreeuwden als twee uitgelaten kinderen naar elkaar. &lt;br /&gt;Zij is overal voor te vinden &lt;br /&gt;en ik ben nergens tegen &lt;br /&gt;de één die ziet ze vliegen en de ander houdt van haar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herman van Veen</content>
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    <title>Something for me, don't bother reading, you won't be interested</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T09:24:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T09:24:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stepping out of the shadows Dec 6 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;By Jane Hall, The Journal&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type Richard Armitage's name into any internet search engine and you will come up with hundreds of hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, few of them will have anything to do with Richard Armitage the actor. Most refer to a senior US politician of the same name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is proving frustrating for thousands of women fans. To see how frustrating you just have to log on to the BBC drama message board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is typical: "Help! I have a new crush. I need to feed my addiction to Richard Armitage. Can anyone point me to his website? Signed `Besotted'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Richard makes my toes curl in anticipation," adds another. "He's much more exciting than Colin Firth as Darcy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other fans are more risque still - it seems that all red blooded women want to talk about is the man playing handsome and charismatic mill owner John Thornton in North and South, the BBC's adaptation of Elizabeth Gaskell's tale of riots and romance in a mid-Victorian cotton town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the man in question says he is blissfully unaware of the excitement he is generating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God," he says. "Are they really saying all that? I have made a point of not reading any reviews. My experience making North and South was so good I don't want it tainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know what to say. I will read it all eventually, but I think I'd better wait until the fuss dies down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard, 33, has certainly struck a chord as Thornton. And it was with a collective sigh of relief from the seven million women who have sat down to watch the four-part drama, that Thornton last night eventually won the heart of feisty and outspoken Margaret Hale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many will have no doubt wished they were in former EastEnders star Daniela Denby-Ashe's dainty Victorian shoes when Thornton finally took the woman of his dreams into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a decade since Colin Firth in Pride and Prejudice emerged from a lake dripping-wet and with his breeches sculpted to his body to spark `Darcymania'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard, who fans will be thrilled to hear is currently single ("There is no-one interested as far as I am aware,") says he is "extremely flattered by all the attention." But he seems down to earth enough not to get carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thornton is but one character played in a career stretching back 12 years and including a stint with the RSC - he played Angus in Macbeth and Delio in the Duchess of Malfi - which brought him to Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while there are elements of Richard's character in Thornton, he says: "He isn't me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he adds: "I can see his appeal for women. He is courageous. He has suffered great tragedy in his life and kept his family together. He has this reputation that precedes him, based on his ruthlessness with his workers, and I think that's quite an exciting dynamic to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But during the course of the story his layers get peeled back and he reveals somebody else inside who is actually quite sensitive and lonely. He needs a lot and he finds it through Margaret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That dichotomy between the powerful, almost monstrous, entrepreneur and this kind of vulnerable boy is really exciting to look at."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many in his profession Richard has had to wait many years for his big break, and isn't about to get carried away by his newfound fame. North and South represents the actor's biggest role to date - and a part he desperately wanted to get. "I just couldn't get this part out of my head and I kept reading the book. I tortured myself with thinking I hadn't got the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was one of the first people they saw - and one of the last. They went off in all sorts of directions looking for the character but then it came back around and they decided to go with me, which was great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard was drawn by the fact North and South isn't just a love story in the Pride and Prejudice vein, but an appeal on Mrs Gaskell's part for humanity and understanding between masters and their men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also his family background. "My father is from Leeds, and my mother is from the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My father's family were weavers and spinners. It is where I came from and it was exciting to think I could be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've also worked in the North a lot, more than anywhere else. My mill was in Keighley where I really found the character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was exhaustive in his research of Thornton's character, and looked at the early socialists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was also keen to portray Thornton as authentically as possible. "We found an accent which was not a modern city accent, or a country accent. It was old-fashioned, but still an industrial accent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His own accent couldn't be further removed from Thornton's. A graduate of the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art, Richard's can best be described as nondescript Southern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His speech is peppered with jokes and little asides. He seems to enjoy being interviewed but it is a relatively new experience. While he has rarely been short of work he says: "Most of my roles have tended to be contrasting. I'm sort of there in the background."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is unlikely to remain in the background now.</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-06T13:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T12:43:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T12:43:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After a few listenings I have to say that the new Anouk album is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is pregnant again, that will be the third.&lt;br /&gt;Besides this I don't have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is post lyrics and stupid poems&lt;br /&gt;Keep blowing my nose, I have a cold (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;Saw the last episode of North &amp; South on BBC, no not the series with Patrick Zweetzak. I taped it so I can see the happy ending over and over again and again and again. There is nothing better than a happy ending, it brightens up your day.</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-06T09:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T08:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T08:14:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Freeze FM</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HAHAAAAAAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATSJOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-05T14:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T13:59:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T14:11:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alright, Anouk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And when you're down down&lt;br /&gt;Stand up again&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are better left unsaid. You'll find a nice place to hide them. But days like this. There is just too much going on. So I'm picking up the pieces of my past but I can't find no peace at all. So in other words, I am so ready to be found. So I'll try and I might stand up and fight to leave this place someday. All I need is that moment to make me believe&lt;br /&gt;that you're alive and then I'll be alright. &lt;br /&gt;Paradise grown cold. One hand on my door. Way too high hopes. I can't tell right from wrong. Show me how it's done. Lord I need to be saved and then I'll be alright. On days like this. There is just too much going on. So I try and I might stand up and fight.</content>
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    <title>My favourite song of the new Anouk album.</title>
    <published>2004-12-04T08:40:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-04T08:40:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jerusalem, Anouk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sir can you tell me how to get to Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;cause I have kinda lost my way&lt;br /&gt;Sir will you help me get there as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow might be too late&lt;br /&gt;Cause things ain't what they used to be&lt;br /&gt;My love for life is gone you see&lt;br /&gt;Am I fighting things I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;People always telling me how sweet and simple life could be&lt;br /&gt;They say you might as well live before you die&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;I am a danger to myself how come&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;I need some guidance to get me out this hellhole&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem, can you help me find my way back Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;It took me quite some time to get into Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;cause I had kinda lost my way&lt;br /&gt;I want to save me from myself so here I am&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;cause thing's ain't what they used to be&lt;br /&gt;My love for life is gone you see&lt;br /&gt;Am I fighting things I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;I am so afraid to love&lt;br /&gt;cause of the way I've been hurt before&lt;br /&gt;I think by now it's time for me to leave&lt;br /&gt;Yeah one thing I know for sure&lt;br /&gt;I am a danger to myself how come&lt;br /&gt;I need some guidance to get me out of this hellhole&lt;br /&gt;Jerusalem, can you help me find what I've lost&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to die this way&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;Wasted time, there is work to be done</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-02T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T19:21:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T19:21:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't fine my mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why? LOL&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I haven't used it for months.&lt;br /&gt;Where could it be?</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-02T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T10:01:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T10:01:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I try to be so satisfied&lt;br /&gt;with all that surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;hes says, "smile baby,&lt;br /&gt;shut your eyes...&lt;br /&gt;the world can be beautiful&lt;br /&gt;if you'd just let yourself&lt;br /&gt;be surprised."&lt;br /&gt;but once again&lt;br /&gt;I find myself up against&lt;br /&gt;the ranks of love&lt;br /&gt;and rage and life&lt;br /&gt;and there's something almost fundemental&lt;br /&gt;about fighting&lt;br /&gt;for what i think is right</content>
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    <title>bumme @ 2004-12-01T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-01T15:01:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-01T15:01:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh</content>
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