<?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-2799903560486457472</id><updated>2011-08-22T13:14:37.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Samurai</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-2084381433422496487</id><published>2007-12-11T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T06:14:35.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>The budding of a rose&lt;br /&gt;The conceiving of a human seed&lt;br /&gt;A life that is born&lt;br /&gt;Is such a wonderful miracle indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life all about?&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you may feel or believe&lt;br /&gt;To live life to it’s fullest&lt;br /&gt;Is what we should all try to achieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the path you truly desire&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your life the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;For at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;A legacy you will leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To touch the lives of those you share&lt;br /&gt;To tread the paths with those you meet&lt;br /&gt;Share a love for all to cherish&lt;br /&gt;Tread your path with your own two feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you travel through life&lt;br /&gt;Many journeys you will take&lt;br /&gt;Seek the path you truly desire&lt;br /&gt;Rely on the choices that you make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there could be a life after&lt;br /&gt;Live your life to its fullest&lt;br /&gt;Just be happy when you reach your Final Chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Mark A. Jones 11th December 2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-2084381433422496487?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2084381433422496487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=2084381433422496487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/2084381433422496487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/2084381433422496487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-chapter.html' title='The Final Chapter'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-3530510310248859563</id><published>2007-12-09T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finer Things in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/R1vnSF8tFWI/AAAAAAAAADo/yjXHTA6tXeI/s1600-h/PICT0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141957697594004834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/R1vnSF8tFWI/AAAAAAAAADo/yjXHTA6tXeI/s320/PICT0102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing back at the Apartment during my Skiathos holiday. This was the first night which was spent demolishing a complementary bottle of red wine. I do like a good wine, savouring those finer pleasantries as one unwinds and reflects on the day passed, and contemplating the events to unfold over my holiday period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home is 15oo miles away and seems just a distant memory that holds my everyday life events. Soon to return to normality, but for now its time to unfold and recharge the batteries, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-3530510310248859563?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3530510310248859563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=3530510310248859563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/3530510310248859563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/3530510310248859563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/finer-things-in-life.html' title='The Finer Things in Life'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/R1vnSF8tFWI/AAAAAAAAADo/yjXHTA6tXeI/s72-c/PICT0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-4427888572831327277</id><published>2007-09-25T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rvjx9ihoI6I/AAAAAAAAADU/dQ1SHg798HQ/s1600-h/PICT0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rvjx9ihoI6I/AAAAAAAAADU/dQ1SHg798HQ/s320/PICT0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  There they go with Julie Walters on board to film another scene. Wish I'd hired a speed boat now so I could have followed them!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-4427888572831327277?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4427888572831327277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=4427888572831327277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/4427888572831327277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/4427888572831327277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/filming.html' title='Filming!'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rvjx9ihoI6I/AAAAAAAAADU/dQ1SHg798HQ/s72-c/PICT0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-2369421595222430716</id><published>2007-09-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RvjxVChoI5I/AAAAAAAAADM/METUlvnSLjU/s1600-h/PICT0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RvjxVChoI5I/AAAAAAAAADM/METUlvnSLjU/s320/PICT0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Keep an eye out for this boat in the forthcoming film 'Mama Mia' (proposed release July 2008). This is the very pier where we watched them filming a scene with Julie Walters. It was searing heat of 46 degrees celsius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice my halo!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-2369421595222430716?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2369421595222430716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=2369421595222430716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/2369421595222430716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/2369421595222430716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/mama-mia_25.html' title='Mama Mia!'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RvjxVChoI5I/AAAAAAAAADM/METUlvnSLjU/s72-c/PICT0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-367368587430898392</id><published>2007-09-18T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:06.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this a Runway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_VMzqIfDI/AAAAAAAAACU/xBLMfHtgAZs/s1600-h/PICT0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_VMzqIfDI/AAAAAAAAACU/xBLMfHtgAZs/s320/PICT0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is the tiny runway we had to land on and take off from! When arriving and circling the small island of Skiathos the Pilot alerted my attention to the tiny runway. I could see it as we approached it to land on.......I thought we would never stop on such a small runway....my heart was in my mouth! Taking off we had to take a detour to refuel on the Greek mainland (Thessaloniki), we had to do this because the pilot said that we couldn't take off from such a small runway with full fuel tanks!!!! It's the smallest runway I've ever been on and it was quite an experience.....i thought we were going to end up in the sea!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-367368587430898392?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/367368587430898392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=367368587430898392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/367368587430898392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/367368587430898392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-this-runway.html' title='Is this a Runway?'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_VMzqIfDI/AAAAAAAAACU/xBLMfHtgAZs/s72-c/PICT0136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-6459199968284334352</id><published>2007-09-18T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:06.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Holiday 2007 (Skiathos Greece)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_TZDqIfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/Z_WEkSZrbbo/s1600-h/PICT0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_TZDqIfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/Z_WEkSZrbbo/s320/PICT0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The very first morning! A great shot of the rising sun as it shines it's rays into our apartment. Our view was fantastic! We stayed in Megali Amos just a 5 minute walk from the busy Skiathos Town. Skiathos Town is situated just over the hill toward the rising sun. A pretty little town with an Old Port and a New Port. The filming of the Movie 'Mama Mia' was taking place in the old Port. We went to watch them filming in blazing heat. Julie Walters was being made up ready for her part. Tom Hanks was producing and we just missed him by 5 minutes! I was gutted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was fabulous but we did have 2 days of rain........needed to cool us down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in an apartment block with a fantastic pool and bar area, the hosts Ramona, Achilles, and Lorenzo were brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downfall of having a holiday is that you have to come home! &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-6459199968284334352?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6459199968284334352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=6459199968284334352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/6459199968284334352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/6459199968284334352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-holiday-2007-skiathos-greece.html' title='My Holiday 2007 (Skiathos Greece)'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Ru_TZDqIfCI/AAAAAAAAACM/Z_WEkSZrbbo/s72-c/PICT0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-8992841532240641019</id><published>2007-08-16T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T06:38:22.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis - 30th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Extraordinary! To still be as popular now as when he was alive! There is only and will only ever be ONE Elvis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 30 years since he passed away but he keep's rocking on! Now that is truly amazing! A unique talent with an exceptional voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Elvis song: If I Can Dream (a fantastic performance and powerful voice peformed during the '68 Comeback Special!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Elvis performance: '68 Comeback Special (makes the hairs stand up on the back of my neck!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis may have left the building but he still rocks it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I Can Dream&lt;br /&gt;(Brown)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There must be lights burning brighter somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got to be birds flying higher in a sky more blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I can dream of a better land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where all my brothers walk hand in hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me why, oh why, oh why can't my dream come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There must be peace and understanding sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strong winds of promise that will blow away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the doubt and fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I can dream of a warmer sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where hope keeps shining on everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me why, oh why, oh why won't that sun appear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're lost in a cloud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With too much rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're trapped in a world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's troubled with pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But as long as a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Has the strength to dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He can redeem his soul and fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deep in my heart there's a trembling question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still I am sure that the answer gonna come somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out there in the dark, there's a beckoning candle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And while I can think, while I can talk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I can stand, while I can walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While I can dream, please let my dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come true, right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it come true right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-8992841532240641019?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8992841532240641019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=8992841532240641019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/8992841532240641019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/8992841532240641019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/elvis-30th-anniversary.html' title='Elvis - 30th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-8196342154860539748</id><published>2007-06-25T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:06.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When The Snows Came!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rn-oWyDgcRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/irEajaMCflk/s1600-h/snow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079964014044279058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rn-oWyDgcRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/irEajaMCflk/s320/snow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This is a scene during February of this year. We were hit by a downfall of snow. The heaviest we've had for a number of years! I took a walk up the mountain forrestry just 10 minutes walk from my home. The views of the valley covered in a blanket of white were awesome! I took a little tumble down one of the slopes on the way home, a human bob sleigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's a peaceful place, while walking through the forrest there was a sense of freedom and one with nature! I felt as though I could have stayed there forever! This is where I take many walks, strolling along with mother nature as my guide!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-8196342154860539748?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8196342154860539748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=8196342154860539748' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/8196342154860539748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/8196342154860539748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-snows-came.html' title='When The Snows Came!'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rn-oWyDgcRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/irEajaMCflk/s72-c/snow2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-392847266156615770</id><published>2007-06-23T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T07:33:55.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who am I? Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To know - will we ever do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We know the present, and the past; but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The future yet has not been cast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who do I know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me, you, the seed yet to grow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our children's great-grandchildren; who will they be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Offspring that we shall never see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But you, they may get to know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Captured in time, in a photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What will it be like: For them I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Their lives, their hopes, and their dreams!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Will you be me, in years to come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The energy in you, could there be some?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of me, in you, to carry my life on;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Or does it all end when my life is done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mark (12/10/05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-392847266156615770?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/392847266156615770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=392847266156615770' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/392847266156615770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/392847266156615770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-are-you.html' title='Who Are You?'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-921153391034336698</id><published>2007-06-23T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T06:39:39.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Enigma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This skin, this flesh, this blood and bones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is that I - Mr Jones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is it I, or something else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A spirit. A soul. Energy. Or just a sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A sense of perception; am I real? Or,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just an illusion that can feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do we really know who we are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;In time, in space, or from afar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Afar, in our minds, maybe we know; but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are blinded when we begin to grow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To find the truth do we look too deep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The secrets may lie within our keep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are they meant to be found? Or,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are they meant to evolve? -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A question, we may never solve!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mark (12/10/05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-921153391034336698?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/921153391034336698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=921153391034336698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/921153391034336698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/921153391034336698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/enigma.html' title='An Enigma?'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-9070777323630616982</id><published>2007-05-29T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:06.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Boys' (Men now!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RlyvFlrDPwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIaj8nl9LSw/s1600-h/P1010037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070119791059222274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RlyvFlrDPwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIaj8nl9LSw/s320/P1010037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have to say I have quite lived my life to the full. I am happy where I am today, and I am glad I am acquainted with such a special group of friends. Friends I have known for 25 years (some for nearly 40 years!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When I turned 16 years of age I didn't know what would develop over the next 25 years of my life. Between the ages of 14 to 16 I had a long term girlfriend. My first real girlfriend (no I didn't date rubber dolls before her!). One month before my 16th birthday my girlfriend dumped me - I was totally devastated (well, just for a month at least!). For it was one month later I met with a couple of guys who would change my life forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It started with just the 3 of us (Palmer, Roy, and Me), but quickly grew to over 25 within the next 6 months. We were all into the same music, Rockabilly. We dressed the part - rolled up jeans, tee shirts, leather biker jackets, and Jeeper Creeper shoes, and combed back hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They were all a great set of boys, we were out to have as much fun as possible - wine, women, and song, you might say. We kept our antics within the law (well at least we never got caught!). We liked to go to our local dance and 'Bop' the night away, then crawl home! I have many stories to tell, many that I will be posting on this blog. Happy times and some not so happy times! So keep an eye out for some great stories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is a picture of some of my closest mates. It was taken last year in my mate's living room (Biffo) just day's after he died at the age of 39. It was his wish that we have a party in his house the night before his funeral - and what a night it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here's to you boys! ~raises a glass~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-9070777323630616982?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9070777323630616982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=9070777323630616982' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/9070777323630616982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/9070777323630616982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/boys-men-now.html' title='The &apos;Boys&apos; (Men now!)'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/RlyvFlrDPwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/WIaj8nl9LSw/s72-c/P1010037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2799903560486457472.post-3117651589058325047</id><published>2007-05-28T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:07.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute to a Great Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rlvz11rDPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NMRHaTE2JjU/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069913911801888482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rlvz11rDPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NMRHaTE2JjU/s320/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It has been one year that my mate passed away. I would like to post this as a tribute to him, he was such a special friend. His name was (still is) Biffo. I knew him for 25 years and I was so glad that he was part of my life for all those years. He battled cancer for 9 years, but he never complained. He wanted us to joke about it, so we did. We told him that if he started a band we could call him 'Kid Cancer and the White Cells', it made him laugh and that was the way he always wanted it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biffo loved his Rockabilly music, he lived for it! He had a huge record collection and he always dressed the part. He had the best quiff of us all. There were approximately 20 of us in the 'gang' and he was one of the 'main' boys. We always had such a laugh! I could tell some stories, in fact I may write a book about our lives. If any of you have seen the film 'Grease', 'Lemon Popsicle', or 'The Wanderers', then that's the way our lives were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biffo struggled during his last week. The boys and I visited him in hospital daily during that last week. We would stay for hours at his bedside. We would play his favourite music and tell our stories of our past. I could see that there was some response coming from Bif, he would try to open his eyes, and he would move his fingers. He knew we were there and it seemed to make him very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gave him a great send off. We dressed in jeans and tee shirts at the funeral, those were his wishes. We draped the American Confederate flag over his coffin and we played 3 rockabilly tracks. Do you know what the first track was? 'Well Now Dig This'! It's what he wanted - just his sense of humour! I wrote a poem and read it out in the service - that was really hard! I buried it with him when we lowered him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all miss him dearly. Would love to have him back even for just one more day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The picture shows a few of my best mates. From left to right: Biffo, Me, Lee, and Nyrion. This photo was taken in 2004 at a Stray Cats concert in Brixton, London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;R.I.P Biffo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2799903560486457472-3117651589058325047?l=markantoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3117651589058325047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2799903560486457472&amp;postID=3117651589058325047' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/3117651589058325047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2799903560486457472/posts/default/3117651589058325047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markantoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-has-been-one-year-this-coming-friday.html' title='A Tribute to a Great Friend'/><author><name>Mark Antoney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01399110793001212521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WlVj989MpKQ/Rlvz11rDPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/NMRHaTE2JjU/s72-c/P1010027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
