<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:55:29.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rout</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-110596383626112584</id><published>2005-01-17T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T04:10:36.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Degustation in Caleb Carr's "The Alienist"</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie Harris has pointed out that we need the famous degustation from Caleb Carr's "The Alienist", so for all you foodies out there, here it is:--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oysters in sherry and bitters. Green turtle soup au clair served with amontillado. Aiguillettes of bass in creamy mornay sauce, served with Hochheimer. Saddle of lamb à la Colbert served with Chateau Lagrange. Succulent Maryland terrapin, Sorbet Elsinore, Canvasback duck propared witn hominy and current gelèe served with a glass of Chambertin. Alliance Pears, steeped in wine, deep fried, powdered with sugar and smothered in apricot sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-110596383626112584?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/110596383626112584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=110596383626112584' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/110596383626112584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/110596383626112584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2005/01/degustation-in-caleb-carrs-alienist.html' title='Degustation in Caleb Carr&apos;s &quot;The Alienist&quot;'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109982862221860148</id><published>2004-11-07T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T03:57:02.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latin introducing Wordsworth's Poems in Two Volumes</title><content type='html'>I bet you've all been wondering what that pesky Latin introducing William Wordsworth's POEMS IN TWO VOLUMES means, you know, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posterius graviore sono tibi Musa loquetur&lt;br /&gt;    Nostra: dabunt cum securos mihi tempora fructus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's from Virgil's "Culex" ("The Gnat") and translates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But later on my Muse shall speak to thee&lt;br /&gt;In weightier tone, when undisturbed rewards &lt;br /&gt;The times shall give to me…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109982862221860148?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109982862221860148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109982862221860148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109982862221860148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109982862221860148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/11/latin-introducing-wordsworths-poems-in.html' title='Latin introducing Wordsworth&apos;s Poems in Two Volumes'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109922681466230467</id><published>2004-10-31T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T04:46:54.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Degustations à la Sydney</title><content type='html'>Here's a couple of recent menus for you foodies out there.&lt;br /&gt;Bécasse 48 Albion St Surrey Hills 4 April 2004:-&lt;br /&gt;Civet (wine stew) of shellfish, which is tiny but tasty, quite effervescent as if made with champagne.  The confit of Flounder Veronique (marinated raw fish) is served with a 2001 Chateau Mayne Du Cross, Graves which is a traminer.  A terrine of pheasant and guinea fowl with celeriac and apple vinaigrette comes with a 1996 cab-sav, the 1996 Chateau Liversan, Haut-Medoc.  Roast filet of Cod Bordelaise (served with bone marrow) comes with a Merlot, the 1998 Valmy Dubordieu-Lange, Cotes de Castillon.  The Slow-roasted Loin of Cervena Venison with Sarladaise Potatoes and a Sauté of Chestnuts, Brussel Sprouts, Quince and Pine Mushrooms with Sauce Grand Veneur comes with a shiraz-style 1998 Chateau Belles-Graves, Pomerol.  Cheese plates of six delicious cheeses, including triple-cream, washed rind, wine-soaked etc.  Desert is a chocolate and Muscat jelly with poached banana ice-cream, and a Lemon Verbena Crème Caramel with Papaya, Orange and Passionfruit, with a 2001 Chateau du Cros, Loupiac. Petit fours and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galileo's 89-113 Kent St 17 October 2004:-&lt;br /&gt;Three breads (pumpkin, onion flakes and chive, sun dried tomato) &lt;br /&gt;First course egg Cocotte (duck custard with truffle broth served in an egg-shell) with Scampi à la Nage (seafood medley of mussels, octopus and scampi wrapped in a cabbage leaf)&lt;br /&gt;Second course Tataki (敲き) venison (venison tartare cured in Mirin (Japanese rice wine) with marinated eggplant and Tosazu jelly. Accompanied by Tigallant “Tribute” 2003 Pinot Gris from Mornington Peninsula.&lt;br /&gt;Third course is the Gravlax of Salmon – cured sashimi with mango jelly, with osietra caviar, kipfler potato apple and fennel salad. Served with the Higher Plane 2003 Margaret River Chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;Fourth course is the betroot udon served with soy and bonito flake consomme, dried nori and wasabe and citrus pepper.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth course is the lobster balls wrapped in baby spinach leaf with thyme and scampi jus, accompanied by the 2001 Rochford Pinot Noir from Victoria’s Mt Macedon ranges.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth course is the Poultry of the Day, roasted quail with sauteed chicken liver, served with tomato, Fennel, and red and yellow capsicum confit. Accompanied by the Mount Billy “Harmony” 2001 “GMS” Grenache, Mataro and Shiraz blend from the Barossa&lt;br /&gt;Seventh course is the Flinders Island baby Lamb served with the mushroom ragout, eggplant puree, lamb and Rosemary jus, with the Peter Howland 2002 Mount Barker Shiraz&lt;br /&gt;Eighth course is the coconut and lime sorbet&lt;br /&gt;Ninth course is a medley of deserts, centre piece the melting chocolate fondant with the warm soft-centre, surrounded by coconut crème brulèe, banana and walnut nougat glace, apple and pistaccio terrine, and on the side the Strawberry, Passionfruit, Mixed berry and Australian sparkling wine soup, accompanied by the Wellington iced reisling from Cambridge, Tasmania.&lt;br /&gt;The cheese plate is huge coming with oatmeal biscuits, comprising&lt;br /&gt;Jindi Triple Cream Brie (Victoria)&lt;br /&gt;New Zealand aged vintage cheddar&lt;br /&gt;Taleggio – Italy&lt;br /&gt;Strzelecki Blue Goats Milk Cheese – Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Berthaut (washed rind) – France&lt;br /&gt;Chaource Lincet (Full fat soft cheese) - France&lt;br /&gt;Petit fours and coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109922681466230467?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109922681466230467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109922681466230467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109922681466230467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109922681466230467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/10/degustations-la-sydney.html' title='Degustations à la Sydney'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109896707147260551</id><published>2004-10-28T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T05:37:51.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Using Dashi</title><content type='html'>Last night we tried some 天笊 【てんざる】 (Tenzaru) which is 天麩羅 【てんぷら】 (tempura)atop a mound of cold 蕎麦 【そば】 buckwheat noodles, with 天汁 【てんつゆ】 (tenzuyu) sauce (roughly three parts 出汁, one part 味醂, and one part 醤油) perfect during Sydney's Spring subtropical rainy season or summer.  Don't forget the grated 大根 and the 山葵.&lt;br /&gt;The 出汁 (dashi) instructions from Ajinomoto www.ajinomoto.co.jp&lt;br /&gt;were only in Japanese.  Here is what they said:-&lt;br /&gt;ほんだし&lt;br /&gt;コク深く,香りたつ&lt;br /&gt;顆粒 65g&lt;br /&gt;小さじでも使えろ！&lt;br /&gt;従来の通りフタを取ってもお使いいただきます&lt;br /&gt;かつおだし&lt;br /&gt;炒め物に (for fried food)&lt;br /&gt;便利な&lt;br /&gt;ワンタッチ&lt;br /&gt;キャップで&lt;br /&gt;新登場！&lt;br /&gt;JAS&lt;br /&gt;風味調味料&lt;br /&gt;炒め物に 便利なワンタッチ瓶&lt;br /&gt;この瓶はひと振りは, 約0.3g&lt;br /&gt;炒め物 (2 人分)&lt;br /&gt;野菜炒め, チャーハンなど…８－１０振り&lt;br /&gt;だし汁６００ml (4 人分) みそ汁など…小さじ山盛り1杯(4g)&lt;br /&gt;賞味期限 (常温未開封)&lt;br /&gt;使用上の注意 [ほんだしかつおだし]にはすでに塩味がありますので、料理によって塩を加減してください。&lt;br /&gt;ご使用時に、かつお節の粉末が残ることがあります。&lt;br /&gt;品名風味調味料 (かつお)&lt;br /&gt;原材料&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious.  If you would like me to translate or further details of this great recipe, contact me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109896707147260551?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109896707147260551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109896707147260551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109896707147260551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109896707147260551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/10/using-dashi.html' title='Using Dashi'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109150349552489578</id><published>2004-08-02T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T20:24:55.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'> poem by Giacomo Leopardi (1798 - 1837) </title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Here's a poem you might like by Italian poet and scholar Conte Giacomo Talegardo Francesco Di Sales Saverio Pietro Leopardi, (1798-1837) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sabato del villaggio (Saturday Night In The Village)Canto XXV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La donzelletta vien dalla campagna&lt;br /&gt;in sul calar del sole,&lt;br /&gt;col suo fascio dell'erba; e reca in mano&lt;br /&gt;un mazzolin di rose e viole,&lt;br /&gt;onde, siccome suole, ornare ella si appresta&lt;br /&gt;dimani, al dí di festa, il petto e il crine.&lt;br /&gt;Siede con le vicine&lt;br /&gt;su la scala a filar la vecchierella,&lt;br /&gt;incontro là dove si perde il giorno;&lt;br /&gt;e novellando vien del suo buon tempo,&lt;br /&gt;quando ai dí della festa ella si ornava,&lt;br /&gt;ed ancor sana e snella&lt;br /&gt;solea danzar la sera intra di quei&lt;br /&gt;ch'ebbe compagni nell'età piú bella.&lt;br /&gt;Già tutta l'aria imbruna,&lt;br /&gt;torna azzurro il sereno, e tornan l'ombre&lt;br /&gt;giú da' colli e da' tetti,&lt;br /&gt;al biancheggiar della recente luna.&lt;br /&gt;Or la squilla dà segno&lt;br /&gt;della festa che viene;&lt;br /&gt;ed a quel suon diresti&lt;br /&gt;che il cor si riconforta.&lt;br /&gt;I fanciulli gridando&lt;br /&gt;su la piazzuola in frotta,&lt;br /&gt;e qua e là saltando,&lt;br /&gt;fanno un lieto romore;&lt;br /&gt;e intanto riede alla sua parca mensa,&lt;br /&gt;fischiando, il zappatore,&lt;br /&gt;e seco pensa al dí del suo riposo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi quando intorno è spenta ogni altra face,&lt;br /&gt;e tutto l'altro tace,&lt;br /&gt;odi il martel picchiare, odi la sega&lt;br /&gt;del legnaiuol, che veglia&lt;br /&gt;nella chiusa bottega alla lucerna,&lt;br /&gt;e s'affretta, e s'adopra&lt;br /&gt;di fornir l'opra anzi al chiarir dell'alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo di sette è il più gradito giorno,&lt;br /&gt;pien di speme e di gioia:&lt;br /&gt;diman tristezza e noia&lt;br /&gt;recheran l'ore, ed al travaglio usato&lt;br /&gt;ciascuno in suo pensier farà ritorno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garzoncello scherzoso,&lt;br /&gt;cotesta età fiorita&lt;br /&gt;è come un giorno d'allegrezza pieno,&lt;br /&gt;giorno chiaro, sereno,&lt;br /&gt;che precorre alla festa di tua vita.&lt;br /&gt;Godi, fanciullo mio; stato soave,&lt;br /&gt;stagion lieta è cotesta.&lt;br /&gt;Altro dirti non vo'; ma la tua festa&lt;br /&gt;ch'anco tardi a venir non ti sia grave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks to A. S. Kline at http://www.tonykline.free-online.co.uk/Leopardi.htm for the following English Translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl comes from the fields,&lt;br /&gt;at sunset,&lt;br /&gt;carrying her sheaf of grass: in her fingers&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of violets and roses:&lt;br /&gt;she’s ready, as before,&lt;br /&gt;to wreathe her hair and bodice, &lt;br /&gt;for tomorrow’s holiday.&lt;br /&gt;The old woman sits spinning,&lt;br /&gt;facing the dying sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;on the stairway, with her neighbours,&lt;br /&gt;telling the tale of her own young days,&lt;br /&gt;when she dressed for the festival,&lt;br /&gt;and still slim and lovely,&lt;br /&gt;danced all evening, with those young&lt;br /&gt;boys, companions of her fairer season.&lt;br /&gt;Already the whole sky darkens,&lt;br /&gt;the air turns deep blue: already&lt;br /&gt;shadows of hills and roofs return,&lt;br /&gt;on the young moon’s pale rising.&lt;br /&gt;Now the bells are witness&lt;br /&gt;to the coming holiday:&lt;br /&gt;you would say the heart &lt;br /&gt;might take comfort from the sound.&lt;br /&gt;A gang of little boys&lt;br /&gt;shout in the tiny square,&lt;br /&gt;leaping here and there,&lt;br /&gt;making a happy din:&lt;br /&gt;and the farmhand, whistling,&lt;br /&gt;returns for his simple meal,&lt;br /&gt;dreams of his day of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the other lights are quenched, all round,&lt;br /&gt;and everything else is silent,&lt;br /&gt;I hear the hammer ringing, I hear&lt;br /&gt;the carpenter sawing: he’s still awake&lt;br /&gt;in the lamplight, in his shut workshop,&lt;br /&gt;hurrying and straining,&lt;br /&gt;to finish his task before dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best of the seven days,&lt;br /&gt;full of hope and joy:&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow the hours will bring&lt;br /&gt;anxiety and sadness, and make each&lt;br /&gt;turn, in thought, to their accustomed toil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lively boy,&lt;br /&gt;your life’s sweet flowering&lt;br /&gt;is like this day of gladness,&lt;br /&gt;a clear day, unclouded,&lt;br /&gt;that heralds life’s festival.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the sweet hour, my child,&lt;br /&gt;this pleasant, delightful season.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll say nothing, more: let it not grieve you&lt;br /&gt;if your holiday, like mine, is slow to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109150349552489578?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109150349552489578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109150349552489578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109150349552489578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109150349552489578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/poem-by-giacomo-leopardi-1798-1837.html' title=' poem by Giacomo Leopardi (1798 - 1837) '/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109149780166133662</id><published>2004-08-02T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:50:01.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/640/routism%202.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; 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(Christine France’s article on Donald Friend) and see Merioola and after / by Christine France.  Published Sydney, N.S.W : National Trust of Australia (NSW), 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Edwards - who because of her involvement in the Archibald Case was not especially popular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George McLachlan’s daughter marries George Freeman, and his 3-wheeler the front wheel of which was caught in the tram-track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morris Shapiro, and his murder in 1981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142565321038021?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142565321038021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142565321038021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142565321038021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142565321038021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/information-on-criminals-crimes-etc.html' title='Information on criminals, crimes etc.'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109142494927379361</id><published>2004-08-01T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T22:48:59.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery quotes</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone confirm these quotes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No matter how good you are, Act 1 can’t go longer than 55 minutes” (?Sir Laurence Olivier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A human life is worth nothing, and nothing is worth a human life” (?André-Georges Malraux, but shouldn't it be French?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true musician, and you deserve to be heard.  (?George Eliot, Daniel Deronda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A great drama is a great jurisprudence, balance is all' (?Arthur Miller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just act, but behave (? Oscar Wilde)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142494927379361?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142494927379361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142494927379361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142494927379361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142494927379361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/mystery-quotes.html' title='Mystery quotes'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109142453079836226</id><published>2004-08-01T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T22:28:50.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plutarch quote</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of sites attribute the statement "To find fault is easy; to do better may be difficult" to Plutarch.  It is self-evident Plutarch did not speak English, so presumably the quote properly cited should be in Latin. What did he say, and where did he say it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142453079836226?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142453079836226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142453079836226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142453079836226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142453079836226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/plutarch-quote.html' title='Plutarch quote'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109142443655880085</id><published>2004-08-01T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T04:46:20.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did de Chardin say?</title><content type='html'>Hi. Pierre Teilhard De Chardin, (1881-1955) is said to have said either&lt;br /&gt;"The world belongs to those who give it greatest hope &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;The world belongs to those who bring to it the greatest hope &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;The world belongs to those who offer it hope &lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;The world belongs to those who can offer it the greatest hope&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but where he said any such thing and why he would have spoken same in English instead of French is totally obscure.  What did he say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142443655880085?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142443655880085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142443655880085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142443655880085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142443655880085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-did-de-chardin-say.html' title='What did de Chardin say?'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109142428532773752</id><published>2004-08-01T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T22:57:16.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who said what</title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know who really said:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rise above principle and do what's right." (widely attributed to Joseph Heller and &lt;br /&gt;Walter Heller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men."or&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the first duty of intelligent men is the restatement of the obvious."&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;"the primary task of intelligent man at some times, is the restatement of the obvious." (attributed to HG Wells and George Orwell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you wander through this life&lt;br /&gt;Whatever be your goal&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eye upon the donut&lt;br /&gt;And not upon the hole!&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;As you ramble on through life, brother, whatever be your goal: keep your eyes upon the donut, and not upon the hole. &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;As you wander through life brother, whatever be your goal, keep your eye upon the doughnut, and not upon the hole (attributed to Murray Banks (Humorous psychologist, motivational speaker, and best-selling author of What To Do Until the Psychiatrist Comes), Ogden Nash, and even the promotion of a prominent donut chain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty's the best policy "  or "honesty is the best policy." &lt;br /&gt;(attributed to - Miguel de Cervantes Don Quixote de la Mancha [1605-1615], Book III, Chapter 33, p. 666 (Spanish doesn't usually abbreviate well,  and oddly, no Spanish equivalent is ever quoted), Tubvill 's Vade Mecum (1599)or Richard Whately (1780-1863)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, make 'em wait,"&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;“Make 'em laugh; make 'em weep; make 'em wait.” &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Make ‘em laugh, make ‘em cry, scare the shit out of ‘em, nd go home&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;"Make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, scare the Hell out of 'em, and go home."&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;"make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, scare the hell out of 'em and send 'em home"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome them, make 'em laugh, make 'em cry, give 'em your best, and then cut out!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(variously attributed to&lt;br /&gt;- the music hall&lt;br /&gt;- Wilkie Collins &lt;br /&gt;- Charles Reade 1814-1884, &lt;br /&gt;- Charles Dickens. &lt;br /&gt;- and in the more contemporary argot even one Dolly Parton!)&lt;br /&gt;(cf karaoke – make ‘em weep, make ‘em dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(I Find) kind words and a gun more persuasive than kind words &lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;You can get more with a kind word and a gun than you can get with just a kind word.&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;"You can get more with a gun and a smile than you can with just a smile." &lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;“You can get more with a gun and a smile than a smile alone”&lt;br /&gt;(attributed to Willie Sutton, Al Capone, Floyd R. Turbo (super-patriot on Johnny Carson Show introduced in 1977))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Three things that never come back; the spent arrow, the spoken word and the lost opportunity.'&lt;br /&gt; Or&lt;br /&gt;“There are three things which once sent on their way, cannot be recalled – the shot arrow, the spoken word and the lost opportunity”&lt;br /&gt;(attributed to one William Gregory Paige (?), or "Persian proverb")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A woman is a woman but a good cigar is a smoke” (attributed to Rudyard Kipling about 1895, W.C. Fields and Winston Churchill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142428532773752?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142428532773752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142428532773752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142428532773752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142428532773752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/who-said-what.html' title='Who said what'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109142262805714030</id><published>2004-08-01T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T03:09:31.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have answers to what the following are or mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acuna Natada&lt;/em&gt; (?) (Sp. For no worries?)&lt;br /&gt;Ade of Magdalen&lt;br /&gt;shaped like Agamemnon’s sword (ORWELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;metal d'Alger &lt;/em&gt;(Poe)&lt;br /&gt;An Alison Bellamy ‘Gee Whiz’ lecture&lt;br /&gt;Alliance pears&lt;br /&gt;(ad for) Amen Pills (?sleeping pills)&lt;br /&gt;The humble &lt;em&gt;anacvina &lt;/em&gt;(? the class to which Mary and Joseph belonged?)&lt;br /&gt;aprivation&lt;br /&gt;articularis mortis (analysis of cause of death)&lt;br /&gt;ladies in &lt;em&gt;art serge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the play of forces in a Spassky &lt;em&gt;bauerstrom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedaux belt (Orwell was against these)&lt;br /&gt;Bedthane (sister)&lt;br /&gt;a birchwood calendar&lt;br /&gt;bjopti&lt;br /&gt;Damon Runyon’s Black Uncle Jack&lt;br /&gt;(the scarred buttocks of the men who had been) &lt;em&gt;bogged &lt;/em&gt;with bamboos (ORWELL)&lt;br /&gt;the Brechtian Axiom&lt;br /&gt;Brûlé-parfum&lt;br /&gt;Camerado (perh. Walt Whitman used it to mean colleague or friend?)&lt;br /&gt;Cana ora (?) (?thank god?)&lt;br /&gt;The casogram (?)&lt;br /&gt;Catweazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C’est eaux! Mais ce sont des âmes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ce n’est que le premier pas qui crûte&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chosa de&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cootikens (Robbie Burns wore them with blue stockings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com’e carina&lt;/em&gt; (It.)&lt;br /&gt;Cromwell Clock&lt;br /&gt;Dalile (hairstyle ?plait)&lt;br /&gt;Tom. Decler (?)&lt;br /&gt;Jules Regis Delvay’s model of small guerilla foci that catalyse social upheaval and bring down an empire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Die Wahrheit sind drussen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dilectissimae imagines&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinkus&lt;br /&gt;Dollice&lt;br /&gt;Dongi-sadhus (donkey-sadhus)&lt;br /&gt;Drage furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elle se respecte, vois-tu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorbet Elsinore (from the degustation in the Greek restaurant in Caleb Carr's "The Alienist")&lt;br /&gt;Eularies (various gramineous grasses?)&lt;br /&gt;euse&lt;br /&gt;EXQUISARIA&lt;br /&gt;(Grow grapes for the) farango? Farandina?&lt;br /&gt;Farfegnugen!&lt;br /&gt;Felscher (USSR barefoot doctors)&lt;br /&gt;Fessaria – not for the ears polite&lt;br /&gt;an agonized shriek of "&lt;em&gt;Je fissel&lt;/em&gt;" (Orwell)&lt;br /&gt;the flibber&lt;br /&gt;“Squeekie” Floyd&lt;br /&gt;Foil mask (?) (photography)&lt;br /&gt;Goboon (?Spittoon, ?wad)&lt;br /&gt;(Habakkuk il est) &lt;em&gt;Habacuc était capable de tout&lt;/em&gt;, Voltaire is reported to have said&lt;br /&gt;The historical practice of humming in the C17th, which caused universities to be called “hum et hissimi auditores”&lt;br /&gt;Hubbed and spoked (? Frazier)&lt;br /&gt;Hugaboo (?pet-name?)&lt;br /&gt;penning &lt;em&gt;impenuous&lt;/em&gt; verses for circulation among his friends&lt;br /&gt;Julia Child of the Spirits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lâchete des gens du monde &lt;/em&gt;(Proust)&lt;br /&gt;lall&lt;br /&gt;Lettres Perses-type novel&lt;br /&gt;Limose&lt;br /&gt;St Luke's peculation&lt;br /&gt;Mackery&lt;br /&gt;"Die Morität von Mackie Messer" what is a Morität?&lt;br /&gt;mask of Menischus&lt;br /&gt;medher of dark ale Cyclops (Ulysses ch12) part 2 He said and then lifted he in his rude great brawny strengthy hands the medher of dark strong foamy ale&lt;br /&gt;Madame Mirabelle puppet (?)&lt;br /&gt;Manohra (? Southern Thai gamelan?)&lt;br /&gt;Mettimi ?(? Aegean storm?)&lt;br /&gt;midaray – ?entertainment tarmac of a fair or exposition&lt;br /&gt;What was Mira Ward’s husband Norman’s surname in Marilyn French’s “The Women’s Room” (ie Mira's married name)&lt;br /&gt;Molisha (?) (enlightenment) of the Sanyasin in clear air and magnificent silences&lt;br /&gt;Momurdotes&lt;br /&gt;muche blanche&lt;br /&gt;Who was negative nell/negative nellie/negative nelly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neminem prandisse &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Ogden Nash study during his year at Harvard?&lt;br /&gt;Osobists (of the counter-intelligence)&lt;br /&gt;Osteosynchrondroitrician ("Is There an Osteosynchrondroitrician in the House?") PERELMAN New Yorker 15 May 1937&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;par qué pagar mãs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parustication (? Solecism for Haruspex?)&lt;br /&gt;Parwe (?set of jewels, eg for coronation)&lt;br /&gt;PERIPHES, (?Violent brigand) PERIPHETAEN&lt;br /&gt;Pèterin (John Best)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peut-on si bien prêcher qu’elle ne dorme au sermon&lt;/em&gt;? (not one of the reverend orators could utter the reproach)&lt;br /&gt;Philocomoedian&lt;br /&gt;Phippy&lt;br /&gt;Pieves (something to do with Corsica?)&lt;br /&gt;sit on a pyol&lt;br /&gt;a huge piretto (piretti) of wine&lt;br /&gt;Plazzetta eg famous Plazzetta S Mareo dalla Laguna, Venezia, Italy&lt;br /&gt;polo polo (a Croatian Dish)&lt;br /&gt;Princeton soliloquies&lt;br /&gt;pull rank (what's the etymology of this?)&lt;br /&gt;“put-and-rake” game with top/teetotum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando souvviem mi di contanta sperae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ragmeat&lt;br /&gt;Story of Ratha (Giant?) in the Book of Samuel (?)&lt;br /&gt;Rindfleischsuppenmusik (“beef broth music”)&lt;br /&gt;(Robbie Burns) “sold his crops in a roup” What's a roup?&lt;br /&gt;roussin (perhaps a detective, police ?)&lt;br /&gt;Gilt rout chairs&lt;br /&gt;Sarcotilomaniac&lt;br /&gt;Where Sathanas monopolise the prettiest airs&lt;br /&gt;Sawzie&lt;br /&gt;schalmoles (or schamoles) as in "&lt;em&gt;We used to use clams, then scheckles, but now its schalmoles&lt;/em&gt;" (like the Pope, holding in his hand the) &lt;em&gt;golden keys of Schenck&lt;/em&gt; (?)&lt;br /&gt;scrupper&lt;br /&gt;Serrouelles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siffeuse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silagenoid (?a garfish?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silver spadella (through their black tresses)&lt;br /&gt;skebe flyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sors ista tyrannis Convenit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was Spacy Tracy?&lt;br /&gt;sprankle&lt;br /&gt;stengah-shifter, unbuttoned at the neck&lt;br /&gt;Latvian born Lina Stern&lt;br /&gt;Swissrama&lt;br /&gt;Teresan sword&lt;br /&gt;Tosazu (vinegar) jelly&lt;br /&gt;every trick in the book/oldest trick in the book. What book?&lt;br /&gt;Utile-doux&lt;br /&gt;winnet-covered&lt;br /&gt;Zingari blazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (fictional) meeting between Vautrin and Lucien de Rubempré at the coach house in Balzac’s Illusions perdues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;Veuillez le dire donc selon&lt;br /&gt;Que vous estes benigne et doulche,&lt;br /&gt;Car ce doulx mot n’est pas si long&lt;br /&gt;Qu’il vous face mal en la bouche&lt;/em&gt;.’ (ORWELL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quam breve tempus abit quod amando degitur! Instar&lt;br /&gt;Momenti fugiens vix superat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109142262805714030?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109142262805714030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109142262805714030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142262805714030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109142262805714030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/mysteries.html' title='Mysteries'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109141440545162818</id><published>2004-08-01T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T19:41:02.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Roy Francois legond</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;We have a print of a renaissance-style drawing of child in soft hat with “Le Roy Francois legond” written above. On back is written "Cloriet Francais (Délla/Hilla) Jehamet Re Francesco of Famcuillo" or similar.  &lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know of the work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109141440545162818?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109141440545162818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109141440545162818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141440545162818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141440545162818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/le-roy-francois-legond.html' title='Le Roy Francois legond'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109141396984506482</id><published>2004-08-01T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T19:32:49.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ella Galiga, supposedly longest literary work in existence</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Makassans or Makasserese (from Sulawesi) are said to have an epic called the Ella Galiga, supposedly longest literary work in existence.&lt;br /&gt;Is this true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109141396984506482?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109141396984506482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109141396984506482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141396984506482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141396984506482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/ella-galiga-supposedly-longest.html' title='Ella Galiga, supposedly longest literary work in existence'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7829568.post-109141321724002492</id><published>2004-08-01T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T20:52:54.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Queenstown Otago New Zealand 1982</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;It's a while, so I wonder whatever happened to &lt;br /&gt;Anita Graff&lt;br /&gt;Alister McAlister&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Christian Forde at Nightcaps&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Garvie (Remarera)&lt;br /&gt;Michael Grigg&lt;br /&gt;Bilson Hemopo the kamikaze skier and general lovable rogue&lt;br /&gt;Toni Kemp&lt;br /&gt;Kipper’s Band&lt;br /&gt;Dr Len Kitson&lt;br /&gt;Jude (March), the drummer &lt;br /&gt;Robyn Molloy&lt;br /&gt;Peter and Chrissie Norris and sons Leon and Scott&lt;br /&gt;Toni Okkersee, Endeavour Films, Auckland&lt;br /&gt;John Perrin editor of “Mountain Scene”&lt;br /&gt;Dr Langtree - Christchurch&lt;br /&gt;Dr Des Prendergast &amp; Denise (Invercargill)&lt;br /&gt;Marg, Don, Nancy and Diana Prentice (16 Cedar Rd, Epsom)Auckland &lt;br /&gt;Beau Radley&lt;br /&gt;Basil &amp; Ngaire Reid, Christopher Reid (Auckland)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Reid (12 Kelsey Crescent, Hillsborough)&lt;br /&gt;Frazer Skinner&lt;br /&gt;Maire Tidy from Glenorchy and her friend Kit&lt;br /&gt;Imre Toth&lt;br /&gt;Bruce &amp; Enid Todd&lt;br /&gt;Neil Harrap&lt;br /&gt;Dr Erich Geiringer&lt;br /&gt;Dennis Pizarro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm Waddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7829568-109141321724002492?l=rout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/feeds/109141321724002492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7829568&amp;postID=109141321724002492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141321724002492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7829568/posts/default/109141321724002492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rout.blogspot.com/2004/08/queenstown-otago-new-zealand-1982.html' title='Queenstown Otago New Zealand 1982'/><author><name>Peter Rout</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06358293439868937961</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/171/1423/320/routism%202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
