Text Box: Text Box: Text Box: 	Wednesday 13th August
 Let Us Pray
 Friday 8/8/08 was                                                                meant to be a day of                                                          celebration, a day of                                                       unity and most                                                          importantly a country                                                      still in the Dark Ages was emerging.      Sadly the only lucky thing about last Friday was that Russia didn’t declare full-scale war on tiny Georgia. Ossetian rebels they may be, but that is no                   excuse for what Putin’s                                           juggernaut has done.                                                 The Russian Leader is                                                      due to step down in                                                      November and I                                                    sincerely hope that this                                                      assault is not his legacy.
 All we can really do                                                        now is cast our thoughts towards these terrified people. It’s obvious Putin has a score to settle and lets just hope someone can stop him before it’s too late.
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Text Box:  What About Bob?
 So Peaches Geldof is now Mrs. Drummy! The funniest part of that Press statement was the bit insisting that family were aware and supportive of the union, but incidentally family were only                                                    told just before                                                           the historic                                                    union.
 Well he’s only                                                    got himself to                                                         blame hasn’t he?                                                 Daddy was a pop                                                  star (albeit a poor excuse for one), mummy was a groupie who shagged a rock icon. It’s like Pope Benedict saying to his grandson that he didn’t want him learning Latin.
 You hear about all these rich celeb offspring, the ones given all they want, oh and the address book to start them off. Whereas if you say didn’t spoil them from Day One and perhaps pointed out they needed to make their own way through the jungle...
 Whatever happens, I’d love to be in a fly in Bob’s living room when the bride and groom pay their first marital visit.
Text Box:  			 R.I.P. Fellas, You’ll be Missed
			This weekend we tragically lost both                                                    comedy (& hip-hop) King, Bernie Mac and Isaac                                 “Chef” Hayes. The world is poorer for it.

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I hope we all realized BK think we have goldfish memories...