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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>What Would You Do?</title><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/</link><description>Silly dilemmas from everyday life. You provide the solution.</description><language>en-UK</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>What Would You Do?</title><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/8f/83a9794d6750d4cc05569298d42d10_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Surely thumb mistake</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You arrive early at work.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your 'phone bleeps receiving a text.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It says, 'Mark. Save me a desk. There's trouble on the line &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Carol'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You don't know anyone called Carol.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2009/01/29/surely-thumb-mistake-5471393/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2009/01/29/surely-thumb-mistake-5471393/</link><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 20:56:36 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Tight fit</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're on your way home and just manage to squeeze onto the Tube.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your coat gets caught in the door and the train moves off.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You want to get off at the next stop.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's then you realise that the doors on your side don't open for at least another ten stops.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/tight-fit-5345554/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/tight-fit-5345554/</link><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 21:00:02 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Way out!</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're in a relationship you don't want to be in.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You wonder how to tell your partner.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you find out your partner is having an affair.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/08/21/way-out-4616001/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/08/21/way-out-4616001/</link><pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:31:13 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>RSVP</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You get in to work.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You notice a sealed envelope on your desk marked 'Private'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You open it and inside there is a handwritten note.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It says 'Do you know who this is? Fancy meeting? xxx'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/24/rsvp-4494777/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/24/rsvp-4494777/</link><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 22:21:51 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Bosom buddies</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're at a meeting.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You fancy the girl opposite.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Her cleavage is on display.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your eyes wander and your gaze fixes. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you realise that her boss has seen you looking.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/17/bosom-buddies-4462636/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/17/bosom-buddies-4462636/</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 23:02:46 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Push the button</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You rush in through the door.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're desperate to watch your favourite programme on TV.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You choose the TV in the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're just about to switch it on when you notice a Post-It note on the screen;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'Do Not Use'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/15/push-the-button-4453576/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/15/push-the-button-4453576/</link><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 23:18:37 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Red and white</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You get home from work after a hard day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's an unopened bottle of Shiraz in the rack.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's an unopened bottle of Pinot Grigio in the fridge.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You can see your corkscrew.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/09/red-and-white-4427121/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/07/09/red-and-white-4427121/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 23:08:59 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Can you kick it?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're walking down the street full of the joys of spring.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You see a pebble in the middle of the pavement.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Recalling your youth you run up to it and kick it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It ricochets upwards and flies into the door of a new shiny, expensive sports car.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And the owner is in the driving seat.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/06/24/can-you-kick-it-4358211/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/06/24/can-you-kick-it-4358211/</link><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:59:33 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Neighbours....everybody needs good neighbours...</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're getting ready for work in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You can hear your next door neighbours arguing ferociously. Things are being thrown and smashed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ten minutes later you walk out of your front door to walk to the station.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At the same time your next door neighbour walks out and offers you a lift.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/06/13/neighbours-everybody-needs-good-neighbou-4312397/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/06/13/neighbours-everybody-needs-good-neighbou-4312397/</link><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 20:42:42 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Peaches and scream</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're walking to the train station on the way to work.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You notice an ex-flame you in front of you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As you catch her up you gently smack her bottom.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You then realise it's not your ex-flame.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/05/20/peaches-and-scream-4199580/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/05/20/peaches-and-scream-4199580/</link><pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 20:14:44 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>MILF - My Internet Lover Friend</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're a married man with 3 children and a nice house.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're online and get chatting to a female.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's not long before you start chatting together on the phone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Inexplicably, you fall head over heels in love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/05/13/milf-my-internet-lover-friend-4170187/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/05/13/milf-my-internet-lover-friend-4170187/</link><pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 21:32:43 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Say it with flowers</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You’re in a shop and notice an offer; spend £5 or more and get a free bunch of flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your bill comes to £5-37 and get handed the flowers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You take them home for you partner who says “They’re nice, what did you get them for?”&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/02/20/say_it_with_flowers~3756985/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/02/20/say_it_with_flowers~3756985/</link><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:22:18 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Doppelganger</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're watching the news on TV with your partner.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;During a news item you notice yourself in the background snogging someone you're having an affair with.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/01/18/doppelganger~3597523/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2008/01/18/doppelganger~3597523/</link><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 20:06:25 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>When he's cleaning windows</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're home alone upstairs in your bedroom.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're feeling randy and start to undress in front of the mirror.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You get carried away and start playing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you see the window cleaner at the window.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/10/19/when_he_s_cleaning_windows~3164196/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/10/19/when_he_s_cleaning_windows~3164196/</link><pubDate>Fri, 19 Oct 2007 22:43:58 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Fly trap</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're tidying up in the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You notice a bluebottle fly inside the microwave oven and you close the door quickly, trapping it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/06/10/fly_trap~2429073/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/06/10/fly_trap~2429073/</link><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 20:52:36 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Forever Friends</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Your wife has had her friends over and it's getting late.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're in the kitchen washing up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You think they'll never go.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you hear the front door go and people leave.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You think 'At last' and sense your wife come into the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You say, 'Thank God for that. I thought they'd never go'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You turn around and see her stood there with two of her mates who want one last cup of coffee.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/04/16/forever_friends~2104108/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/04/16/forever_friends~2104108/</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 20:11:08 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Hairy situation</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You and your partner are visiting friends for a meal.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dinner is served and you eagerly tuck in.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You notice a long hair in your food starting to wrap around your fork.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/04/02/hairy_situation~2021336/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/04/02/hairy_situation~2021336/</link><pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:02:27 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Love runneth over</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're standing at the sink doing the washing up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The tap is running.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your partner calls you upstairs.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Up you go to find your partner wants to make love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So you oblige. You get to the point of no return.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then you realise that tap is still running.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/03/21/love_runneth_over~1949983/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2007/03/21/love_runneth_over~1949983/</link><pubDate>Wed, 21 Mar 2007 22:53:26 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Leave Off</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You've just been promoted to a managerial position.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your professional colleague has been off sick for 3 weeks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You ring his home to find out when he'll be back and his wife answers.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She tells you he's asleep and will ring you back.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just as you put down the phone you hear a child's voice say 'Mummy, why did you lie?'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/10/24/leave_off~1258019/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/10/24/leave_off~1258019/</link><pubDate>Tue, 24 Oct 2006 22:08:12 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Into the groove</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're at work and dying for the loo.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You rush to the toilet and lock yourself in a cubicle.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When the coast is clear, you let the world fall out of your bottom.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Which is when you realise there is no toilet paper.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/07/20/into_the_groove~975888/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/07/20/into_the_groove~975888/</link><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jul 2006 22:53:49 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Crossed fingers......or legs?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;It's the last minute minute of the World Cup Final.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;England have a penalty to win the game.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You're so excited you could wet yourself. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You've been waiting 40 years and your bladder's weakening.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/07/09/crossed_fingers_or_legs~944867/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/07/09/crossed_fingers_or_legs~944867/</link><pubDate>Sun, 09 Jul 2006 00:45:41 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Trapped wind</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're in a lift going to the seventh floor.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There are five other people in there with you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You smell a disgusting smell. And you know it's down to you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/trapped_wind~718199/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/04/10/trapped_wind~718199/</link><pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 23:03:22 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>In the rough</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're playing golf with a couple of mates.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You hit a wayward tee shot.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You can't find your ball but you find another ball that's in a perfect lie.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/04/01/in_the_rough~695377/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/04/01/in_the_rough~695377/</link><pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 23:39:02 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Money, money, money</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You have £5000 in a savings account.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You have £5000 outstanding on credit cards.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your wife wants a new kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/03/03/money_money_money~610080/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/03/03/money_money_money~610080/</link><pubDate>Fri, 03 Mar 2006 18:24:33 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Brotherly love</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're up a ladder on a Summer's day painting the window frames.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;From a distance you spot a gorgeous girl wearing skimpy clothing walking your way.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You start to think rude thoughts about her.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When she gets closer you realise it's your sister.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/02/28/brotherly_love~602034/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/02/28/brotherly_love~602034/</link><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 22:58:31 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Father dear Father</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're in the kitchen with your seven year old child. She is using the microwave to heat up some soup.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The microwave 'pings' and she opens it. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You say 'Careful with that darling, use some oven gloves'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She replies 'I wasn't born yesterday'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/02/01/title~526735/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2006/02/01/title~526735/</link><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 23:12:21 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>New job, old flame</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You've just started a new job and you get chatting to your boss.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;During the friendly conversation you discover that you had a hot passionate affair with his wife years ago before they met.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/12/23/new_job_old_flame~411773/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/12/23/new_job_old_flame~411773/</link><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2005 20:50:50 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Keeping crime off the streets</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You leave the supermarket with two bags of shopping and throw away the receipt.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You get arrested 50 yards down the road on suspicion of shoplifting. You persuade the police officer to retrace your steps and you find the receipt. He accepts you're innocent of theft.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then you're arrested for depositing litter.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/12/14/keeping_crime_off_the_streets~386893/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/12/14/keeping_crime_off_the_streets~386893/</link><pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 20:10:10 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Give us a clue</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;You're sat on a train. The person next to you is doing a cryptic crossword but is struggling with the last clue.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And you know the answer.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/11/17/give_us_a_clue~316026/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/11/17/give_us_a_clue~316026/</link><pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2005 20:30:33 +0100</pubDate></item><item><title>Picture this</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Your mobile phone contains compromising naked pictures of your girlfriend/boyfriend. As well as pictures of parts of your own body.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One day you find that you can't switch it on and it needs repairing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What would you do?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/10/31/picture_this~274062/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://sillydilemmas.blog.co.uk/2005/10/31/picture_this~274062/</link><pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:18:40 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
