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<pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 18:47:38 +0000</pubDate>
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                    <title>Mauritius for training</title>
                    <description>One attraction of the new job was the possibility of undertaking training in Mauritius a two hour flight from Seychelles and so it came to be. Myself and my jobshare partner were shipped off to learn the procurement and purchasing packages for the FCO and meet our fellow colleagues of the BHC in Mauritius.  Mauritius is surprisingly I think home to a million people and has a reputation for bei</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Mauritius/blog-528563.html</link>
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                    <title>Handover ceremony of RNLI lifeboat to Seychelles</title>
                    <description>In my second week at the British High Commission the main focus of activity was the arrival of a Lifeboat donated by the FCO Foreign and Commonwealth Office to the Seychelles Coastguard. I got to exercise my press skills writing the press release and speech for the handover ceremony and more thrillingly got an invite to the handover itself  hows that for dediciation and a desire to do an</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528562.html</link>
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                    <title>Seychelles blind dates</title>
                    <description>No not got sick of the other one yet though he does push it sometimes and neither have I had my head turned at belly dancing he he but networking has suddenly become order of the day. It started with a random bumping into and swapping of numbers that after some thwarted attempts at planning resulted in a beach meet with A and his family. A couple of hours were spent on the beach trading st</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528561.html</link>
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                    <title>Shake your booty maker</title>
                    <description>So I went to the belly dancing where there was a modest turnout. I enjoyed shaking my bits and the company of women. Something to be said for females having fun and though it would be dangerous to burn ones bra in this context  risking personal injury for those with a more ample bosom  I imagine  I fancy the youth today dont know as much about the F word these days as they shoul</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528560.html</link>
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                    <title>Ta rahs</title>
                    <description>A couple of colleagues are leaving the end of this school year and so we have a surprise do for one of them to attend. Its an Arabian theme which the other one and I were going to ignore but then our neighbour J comes round having made the effort so we feel guilted into doing the same the other one grabs a tea towel for his head and I randomly stick on a pair of tights and a stained silk to</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/blog-528559.html</link>
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                    <title>On the job</title>
                    <description>Finding out where to make tea is the first most important thing I think I learn on my first day at the British High Commission. The second is how to log in to my beggaring computer. I manage it eventually and it feels odd being on a dot in the middle of the indian ocean and yet connected to the UK Civil Service once again like Ive never been away though this time its an fco.gov.uk email endi</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/blog-528558.html</link>
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                    <title>Belly dancing</title>
                    <description>Someone joined Social Seychelles promoting their belly dancing club and I thought why not My bits shake more unintentionally as I get older anyway so may as well give an excuse for my belly and breasts to hang out besides its far better than competing with pre teens with their hardboiled bodies. I try to recruit others to the cause and it seems to cause the most interest in an event on Socia</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528557.html</link>
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                    <title>Later that evening</title>
                    <description>I feel joy as not one but two goals go in against Germany. We then crash and burn not even the prospect of London Dairy ice cream can lift my spirits.</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528556.html</link>
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                    <title>Sponsored walk</title>
                    <description> also had the foresight to swap to water sometime in the evening seeing as though we were up at 8am to do a sponsored walk I wasnt about to repeat my mistake of the week before. Our friend N has been raising money for the hospital in Guatemala where she spent a years sabbatical and we were helping out by taking part in the walk.A few hours sleep and we were up and out and in school w</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528555.html</link>
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                    <title>Hello boys</title>
                    <description>It was one of the newbies birthdays and so we went off to the Boathouse in Beau Vallon to partake of its Creole Buffet all very civilised and so it was until we got chatting to the table next to us which god loveem was full of Americans. We found out the island is full of em because the largest ever fleet has just landed in Mahe. All two thousand of them. Awesome.Were polite and cha</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528554.html</link>
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                    <title>SBC World Cup Commentary</title>
                    <description>Why dont they want to watch it on SBC because of gems like thisHe hits it with his right foot no sorry leftIts a penalty it blatantly wasntI do get tickled when a player puts his thumb up after missing a pass</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528553.html</link>
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                    <title>World Cup Dinners</title>
                    <description>Were on the world cup dinner circuit not for us boozing in the bar but civilised dinners at peoples houses bar our 7am debacle and so were eating well drinking a lot and trying to show pluck and belief in the England team. Its hard to keep the faith but the win against Slovenia briefly lifts our hopes and we believe if only for a short while.This arrangement works rather wel</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528551.html</link>
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                    <title>The car is fixed</title>
                    <description>I dream of brand new cars. I want a brand new car shame they cost about 10k upwards. Instead we content ourselves with having a new radiator pipe thats fixed by our new mechanic down Pascal Village never before visited and now twice there in 48 hours and we sit and wait on old car seats in his yard in the balmy heat a school girl stops by for a glass of water before continuing on her walk </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528550.html</link>
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                    <title>The morning after</title>
                    <description>No sex involved just hot car  not as in stolen whod have it or jaw droppingly sexy its bright green but as in overheated. Yup turns out that our radiator pipe had a tear in it causing it to overheat. We are yet again grateful to lovely people we borrowed our neighbours car to go put a sign on the car to say please dont tow it and in the bargain also got the number of a whizz mecha</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528548.html</link>
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                    <title>The Hangover3  and then it happen</title>
                    <description>this car has a lot to answer for...Half a mile from our house just before a bend and the dashboard flashed and the car stopped dead. The other one tried the engine and there was nothing. My stomach dropped we were surrounded by the deepest black and it was nearly midnight. It was horrible. We got out the car put the hazards on and watched as a few cars drove by. We had to move the car if we</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528547.html</link>
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                    <title>The Hangover2  You get your value at Catholic weddings</title>
                    <description>It was hot I was suffering from hangover peaks and troughs and it was an hour before the bride even arrived we were early she was late.The church was simple and had a nice view out to the mountains while the choir added to the celebratory atmosphere. The man of the cloth was of the smiley preachy variety and I think spotting fresh blood deviated from the 16 page wedding programme making the </description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528546.html</link>
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                    <title>he Hangover1  Seychelles styleeeee</title>
                    <description>It all started with the England vs Algeria game. A get together at friends there was no choice but to drink away our sorrows and we did but given that the game started here at 10.30pm that didnt bode well. As the sun broke and it got lighter we realised all of a sudden really it was 7.30am. Usually this isnt a problem well laze in bed and sleep it off but nope we had plans  we had</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/blog-528545.html</link>
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                    <title>Loving London Dairy</title>
                    <description>New ice cream hits Seychelles Its the Haagen Daaz Ben n Jerrys neither of which can you get here of the Indian Ocean. Im talking Pralines and Cream Tiramasu Vanilla Double Chocolate Natural Strawberry and Strawberry Cheesecake. Luxury in a tub at 5 a pop. My own tub is now officially in development.</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528544.html</link>
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                    <title>I have a job</title>
                    <description>I got the job. Like the big five of the Safari world I think Ive now got Whitehall covered Home Office Education Health Transport or Trade and Industry or Revenue and Customs and Foreign Office. Not sure what that makes me.</description>
                    <link>http://www.travelblog.org/Africa/Seychelles/Mah-/blog-528543.html</link>
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                    <title>Bye buds back to the uk</title>
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