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[> Re: Almost giving up -- Thembi, 11:40:56 08/03/02 Sat

Hi Thabang,

Now that I can read your message and of course you can read as well, I now believe that your problem is solved.

As far as I am concerned the problem laid with the configuration of your forum. Somewhere somehow you might have set a tick on one such a command which says the message must be approved. If you remove that tick, then this was or will be the end of your problems.

Stay well and enjoy the vibrant exchange of ideas.

Yours

Thembi

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The man in the dark -- No name, 10:07:55 08/03/02 Sat

Since ever been introduced to the world of the hype I was glad to have my eyes wide open. In retrospect I now boldly can claim that I am a bit wiser.

Thanks for your good ideas

Thimba

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The man in the dark -- No name, 10:06:36 08/03/02 Sat

Since ever been introduced to the world of the hype I was glad to have my eyes wide open. In retrospect I now boldly can claim that I am a bit wiser.

Thanks for your good ideas

Thimba

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The man from the Highfieds -- No name, 09:44:16 08/03/02 Sat

Yes, he promised, phoned and just to be sure, he phoned once more with the sole intention of confirming his coming.

As if the assurance wasn't enough, he phoned once again, this time to be cock sure.

Besides he had good news with him. The son had just started bathing. I am told, that the son has an appointment with someone outside, I guese a beautiful girl.

The information goes on, the two will soon be living their flat. Their common journey will take them to Bamberk, where they will have to seperate and then change trains, for the son has got a special appointment and the man from the Highfields will then take his own way to Wandsbek.

The meeting will soon take place and both of us will be rejoicing sooner than later.

Till then and see you later

Simba

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The man from the Highfieds -- No name, 09:41:34 08/03/02 Sat

Yes, he promised, phoned and just to be sure, he phoned once more with the sole intention of confirming his coming.

As if the assurance wasn't enough, he phoned once again, this time to be cock sure.

Besides he had good news with him. The son had just started bathing. I am told, that the son has an appointment with someone outside, I guese a beautiful girl.

The information goes on, the two will soon be living their flat. Their common journey will take them to Bamberk, where they will have to change trains and the seperate, for the son has got a special appointment and the man from the Highfields will then take his own way to Wandsbek.

The meeting will soon take place and both of us will be rejoicing sooner than later.

Till then and see you later

Simba

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The fabolous meeting of great friends in Hamburg -- No name, 09:30:04 08/03/02 Sat

It was on a monday morning when I was told that the flight to Hamburg was carrying a friend of mine, who had left for Africa, perhaps for good, but decided to set his food once more in the land of the Wolfgangs.

I went there to welcome him but my face shrunk in despair when I was told:"your friend is still at the airport".

What-ever might have delayed him, my mind was fixed at finding out as to what happened to him.

So the following day I picked up the telephone and tried to speak to his spouse, who, you call it fate or bad-luck, was out once more to go and fetch him from the airport.

In the meantime the gentleman has arrived safely and the anticipated talk has taken its form.

Thanks to the goddess of africa