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Keira Knightley Caught Kssing New Boyfriend James Righton

 Keira Knightley is clearly not hurting over her recent break-up with longtime boyfriend Rupert Friend.

The Pirates of the Caribbean star was spotted smooching new boyfriend James Righton of The Klaxons in Hoxton Square in London.

The pair reportedly met after being introduced by mutual friend Alexa Chung, who is currently dating Alex Turner from the Arctic Monkeys. Alexa and James briefly dated in 2006 but have remained friends since they decided to call things off.

Keira broke up with Rupert over Christmas of last year. According to Keira’s father, the break-up was “unfortunate” but the two will still remain friends.

Following her public smooch with James, Keira and her new beau were spotted walking around the actress’ Hyde Park neighborhood arm-in-arm. Keira was dressed appropriately for a rock star’s girlfriend in a vintage-inspired minidress, brown oxfords and a cropped jean jacket from H&M.

Why Tao has a lot to live up to...or the Legend of Lister

First of all, when I refer to Tao in this post I am referring to my cat. 

And not Tao as in Taoism the ancient Chinese philosophy.

This is Tao. He was named by the RSPCA.

Tao is the cat that followed Lister. 

How I came to have Lister is a story in itself so I will summarise: 

• I shared a house with a boyfriend and a friend. 
• My boyfriend and I split up so we needed a new flat mate. 
• A long came new flatmate with her kitten, Lister. 
• New flatmate got a new boyfriend
• New boyfriend didn't like cats
• I ended up with Lister

For my more nerdy readers, yes, I am aware that Lister is not the Cat from Red Dwarf. New flatmate was trying to impress new boyfriend with her new found nerdiness and completely messed up a) by having a cat and by b) naming him Lister

Poor Lister, not an auspicious start. 

This is Lister

You can tell by the décor that that this was some time ago. Lister arrived in our house on the 5th November 1993 - he was about 9 weeks old.

Lister and I moved out about a year later to my first home with a mortgage and everything. It was lovely in a place called Cherry Orchard in Shrewsbury.

Time for a quick summary.

• About the same time
• new flatmate and her boyfriend split up...
• after a rather protracted and emotional period new flatmate's boyfriend became *ahem* my boyfriend.

Unlike new flatmate, I don't give up on pets just because the new man in my life wasn't that keen - so Lister stayed and won him over. Lister was a bit of a charmer.

New boyfriend wasn't that keen on living in Shropshire and wanted to live in the city. I was fairly disillusioned with the job prospects where I was, so before you knew it, I had brought my second house and was living in Birmingham. Lister came too. House number three.

Now it turns out boyfriend was a bit rubbish** I was heading towards thirty and having a bit of a think about my life.

I should have mentioned at the beginning of all this. When I originally met new flatmate's boyfriend I met new flatmate's boyfriend's, friend. There were a few months of new flatmate trying to set  me up with friend, this came to nothing as I was sworn off men at the time. So instead, friend became my friend as well - in fact as time went on we became best friends.

OK, long story short:

• I catch boyfriend with girl on living room floor doing 'stuff'
• This speeds up decision making process
• boyfriend is asked to leave
• My new best friend is lovely throughout and somewhere in the process got his umph.

Ex-boyfriend moves out. Lister and I live alone for about a year.... when I say alone there were actually three other cats there. This was not a good look for a newly single person.

Eventually new best friend becomes boyfriend - he is lovely. He doesn't like Lister either - ho hum.

Lister wins him over with his charm and general need for very little care and attention.

So I sell my house and move to best friend/boyfriends house (house number 4) whilst he sells his house and we buy a house together (house number 5).

Lister is my one constant throughout all of this. 

Suffice to say Lister was around when I got married, he was around when I had my first daughter and whilst we tried so hard for our second, in fact, he was around until 5 weeks after the birth of my second child. 

He was around to see me finally achieve everything I wanted for my family. I was (am) extremely happy.

Unfortunately, on the night before my 39th birthday Lister made it back to halfway through the cat flap.

His spine was broken and he couldn't use his back legs and he had dragged himself home. 

I took him with my baby girl (I was breast feeding) to the emergency vet. They gave him some pain killers and told me he probably wasn't in any real pain and they would see how he went through the night.

He didn't make it and died in his sleep on the 20th October 2006

I was devastated. I never really realised how much I loved him and how much of an integral member of the family he was. He had been with me for thirteen years, through thick and thin.

And that is why Tao (who we have had for nearly 4 years) has a lot to live up to..So far he is doing quite well.

**This is a MASSIVE understatement

My Daughter has a Boyfriend

My daughter, who is 7, came home from school just before the Easter holidays and shyly announced that she had a proper boyfriend.

My husband and I were not totally surprised - Heather has always got on well with boys, she married Dan (Tara at Stickyfingers son) at nursery - no seriously, there are wedding photo's go here to see them, and they have maintained a steady and rather lovely friendship since then.

There has also been the off and on again relationship with Euan who goes to the same child-minder - we DO NOT talk about the Valentine Disco debacle! (In brief, Euan said he would dance but then when all his friends were there he wouldn't...1st life lesson in men learnt 14.02.2010)

But now, this is different, this one is a 'proper' boyfriend.

I could see my husbands eye start to twitch and he was off to get the boyfriend hitting stick from the hall (seriously - it has been there since I gave birth to a girl).

So to diffuse the situation I thought I would ask some probing, not very subtle questions (I can work on this for when she is older)

Me: So, who is this boy from school (I am now going to use a fake name to protect the innocent).
Heather: George.
Me: Really. and why do you like George (inside, I have died a bit as 'George' is the frigging naughtiest boy in her year and has previously shown his affection by mild physical violence and low level bullying)
Heather: Because he is captain of the football team
(In my head - Oh f**k I have reared a WAG - so much for working full time to create a positive and strong female role model)
Me: (scared of response but desperately plodding on) But that can't be the only reason?
Heather: Sometimes he picks me to be on his team (smiles beatifically)
Me: Oh that's great then. (What else could I say...she caught me off guard..doh!)

Husband in background still hasn't placed which child is George (this is good, because later that night I explain who he is properly, and there is talk of him - going to 'have a word' - OMG).

Anyway, a couple of days later I say..everso casually. So how is it going with George?
Oh, he's not my boyfriend any more, says she.
Oh, I am sorry what happened.
I don't want him to be my boyfriend
Oh, OK then.

And that was all I could get out of her - SHE IS SEVEN - HELP!!!!!!!!!

Here she is looking like a seven year old..long may it last.