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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2009-11-21:/</id><title>The Deep North</title><link rel="self" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>The Narrow Road to the Deep North of Scotland is paved with good inventions....</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-21T06:53:00+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2009-10-26:/2009/09/15/a-train-makes-a-lonely-sound-6971930/#c11313381</id><title>In response to:A Train Makes a Lonely Sound</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2009/09/15/a-train-makes-a-lonely-sound-6971930/#c11313381"/><author><name>jamescs</name></author><published>2009-10-26T14:43:03+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:43:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">sometimes its good to leave spaces... good to hear from you, tho'...&lt;br&gt;
in just a few words you can conjure what I miss about the deep north, so thank you for that.&lt;br&gt;
Happy Halloween from the land where your breath never freezes, the pavements are never slippery with frost, and the nights never draw in...</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2009-04-24:/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c9738448</id><title>In response to:White Courtesy Phone</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c9738448"/><author><name>Jon Bywater</name></author><published>2009-04-24T21:12:31+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:12:31+02:00</updated><content type="html">Hi, I'd love to hear the Radio City tracks! Any chance of a file? Thanks, Jon</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2008-04-07:/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c6505887</id><title>In response to:White Courtesy Phone</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c6505887"/><author><name>Eann</name></author><published>2008-04-07T19:08:20+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:08:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">I think you're the only reason I'm back on here! DRM is digital rights management (I think) and affects how you can play the files you download. It limits where and how many times you can play. Some respectable record lables (eg yep roc) have DRM-free files, but I think they're in the minority.&lt;br&gt;
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Anyway enough of the technobabble. Say hi to the family. Thurso's been plagued by snowshowers over the weekend, so we're clearly into lambing time....&lt;br&gt;
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A proper post to follow soon....&lt;br&gt;
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</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2008-04-07:/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c6499589</id><title>In response to:White Courtesy Phone</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2008/02/18/white_courtesy_phone~3747063/#c6499589"/><author><name>james</name></author><published>2008-04-07T04:52:23+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T04:52:23+02:00</updated><content type="html">i'll certainly be in the queue to buy that one... even if I still don't know what a 'DRM-free download' is. I'm trying to catch up having been out of the virtual world for a wee while, so I'm sticking my virtual toes back in the swirling ether little by little... hope all is well with you and yours!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-12-31:/2007/12/31/remembering_a_star~3512160/#c5613387</id><title>In response to:Remembering a star</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/12/31/remembering_a_star~3512160/#c5613387"/><author><name>jackfrost</name></author><published>2007-12-31T19:41:34+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:41:34+01:00</updated><content type="html">RIP&lt;br&gt;
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If tears could build a stairway&lt;br&gt;
And memories were a lane&lt;br&gt;
We would walk right up to Heaven&lt;br&gt;
And bring you back again&lt;br&gt;
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No farewell words were spoken&lt;br&gt;
No time to say goodbye&lt;br&gt;
You were gone before we knew it&lt;br&gt;
And only God knows why&lt;br&gt;
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</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-11-18:/2007/11/17/winter_on_bull_river~3312266/#c5241634</id><title>In response to:Winter on bull river</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/11/17/winter_on_bull_river~3312266/#c5241634"/><author><name>jamescs</name></author><published>2007-11-18T14:44:07+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:44:07+01:00</updated><content type="html">...and a big hug in return from the Phnom Penh branch of the Scotland supporters club. I have to confess I didn't watch the match live, as it was on here at midnight, but of course we'll drink a wee bit too much on Sunday, then we'll pick oursel's up, dust oursel's doon and start all over again...&lt;br&gt;
Hope that you and yours are well and happy and not getting too stressed over impending festivities... Xmas still seems a long way off from this side of the coin, but the plastic trees are beginning to make an appearance in the supermarkets along with the wee felt Santa outfits so....&lt;br&gt;
my love to all in the north - despite being incredibly happy here I miss the auld country so much... Thurso, and all my friends and family are still in my heart and my thoughts.&lt;br&gt;
Maybe I'll see you all soon, not sure yet what the festive plans are&lt;br&gt;
until then,&lt;br&gt;
take care,&lt;br&gt;
James</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-10-21:/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4982025</id><title>In response to:The blues in Orkney</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4982025"/><author><name>Walter Gorman</name></author><published>2007-10-21T16:41:07+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:41:07+02:00</updated><content type="html">Hi Walter here from OBW committee. Check these links out for some great pics from the weekend&lt;br&gt;
http://www.myspace.com/bluesxx&lt;br&gt;
http://www.bluespics.co.uk/</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-10-19:/2007/10/18/staying_awake_on_the_narrow_road_to_the_~3158347/#c4963967</id><title>In response to:Staying awake on the narrow road to the deep north</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/10/18/staying_awake_on_the_narrow_road_to_the_~3158347/#c4963967"/><author><name>jamescs</name></author><published>2007-10-19T15:34:20+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:34:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">or how about 'the man in front is driving a tractor'?&lt;br&gt;
or the quote from RL Stevenson (which I can never remember accurately)&lt;br&gt;
'visit Wick - the most hellish of God's towns on the most blasted of God's bays'&lt;br&gt;
(or something like that)&lt;br&gt;
Kampuchean love and good wishes to you all!</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-10-19:/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4963934</id><title>In response to:The blues in Orkney</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4963934"/><author><name>jamescs</name></author><published>2007-10-19T15:29:24+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:29:24+02:00</updated><content type="html">You know, I really wish I'd been there... it sounds like the good times have returned...</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-09-27:/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4764802</id><title>In response to:The blues in Orkney</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4764802"/><author><name>eannsinc</name></author><published>2007-09-27T18:22:39+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T18:22:39+02:00</updated><content type="html">Cheers, Martin! It's guys like you that make the difference between a good gig and a great gig for a band like ours! I'll let you know if we're heading down your way anytime soon.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-09-26:/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4756122</id><title>In response to:The blues in Orkney</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4756122"/><author><name>MARTIN</name></author><published>2007-09-26T20:47:35+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:47:35+02:00</updated><content type="html">I WITNESSED YOUR GIGS IN STROMNESS AFTER THE ROUGH CROSSING FRI AFTERNOON AFTER HOURS WERE GREEAATT!!WORTH COMING FROM INVERNESS FOR RECKON THE WHOLE W/END WAS BRILL PLEASE SEND EMAIL IF YOU GUYS R HEADING SOUTH 2 INVERNESS </content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-09-25:/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4746143</id><title>In response to:The blues in Orkney</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/the_blues_in_orkney~3038943/#c4746143"/><author><name>The_Walrus</name></author><published>2007-09-25T20:06:28+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T20:06:28+02:00</updated><content type="html">I will swap you recordings of live Rebetiko for recordings of Blues...</content></entry><entry><id>tag:thurso.blog.co.uk,2007-06-18:/2007/06/16/summer_in_caithness~2465416/#c3827905</id><title>In response to:Summer in caithness</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thurso.blog.co.uk/2007/06/16/summer_in_caithness~2465416/#c3827905"/><author><name>jamescs</name></author><published>2007-06-18T13:20:09+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T13:20:09+02:00</updated><content type="html">Eann, you have made me quite nostalgic for the north again. We too have been suffering flooding these last few days, albeit not on a major scale, but up to waist deep in places. It usually drains away pretty quickly, though. Anita has just flown back to the UK with Otis today, so I am a sad dad at the moment... I'll be joining them in about three weeks. Will I make it North? I sincerely hope so, I would love to catch some of the almost midnight sun and meet my friends and family again...&lt;br&gt;
take care all&lt;br&gt;
James</content></entry></feed>
